We as individuals hide things about ourselves. We intentionally misrepresent the truth. We smile because we’re told to, not because we want too. We don’t know our own truth because we are too busy hiding from it.
We look at ourselves in the mirror and see someone that no one else sees. We think we are seeing what is there, but in reality, we make up what we think we are seeing, and often times believe it to be true
It's not what you see, it’s how you see it.
Time is never ending, never stopping.
My photographs are like speed bumps in the road. They are frozen moments in time.
How do you see yourself?
How do you see those around you?
It’s not what you see, it’s how you see it