She inspired me, not with just the way she looked but with her words in between these shots.
We found time...but we lost it too...
I never decided wether I wanted in or out...when I do I guess I'll know.
I saw colors that matched her eyes
Eyes. Just eyes.
Idly playing with time.
"Why the fuck are we at the hostel right now?"
I had never hung out with her before we did this shoot.
She was awesomeness mixed with gorgeous and talented with a whole lot of down to earth positive energy.
Time is fleeting...and so is beauty.
But in this moment...we had both.
The embodiment of badass.
"Dont fucking look at me" is what I may or may not have said to her.
Then she grabbed this piece of wood and came after me, there was blood all over my Nikon.
So I threw her here on these train tracks, hoping to shoot her. And I did.
