I couldn't capture the striking city…
I will never forget how overwhelmed I felt that day, during this trip, and I had the feeling that I was losing "my artistic sensibility" (if I have one). I couldn't write anything for many months so it was frustrating ...
I was so stressed out thinking about my next step that I couldn't enjoy my present, I was so tired from my last gig, I was sleeping only a couple of hours a day and I could only remind myself that I am not allowed to make a mistake.
I look at these photos again and I can remember every feeling. It's like they're all an extension of me… kind of chaotic.
So I couldn't capture the striking city, but I could portray myself from the inside, At first, I thought they were bad photos. But sometimes times I just can see blurry, sometimes I just lose my horizon, my mind is shaky and I feel suffocated. And everything I see surround me It was just a projection of me.
