the other day i took some self portraits. they make me feel like i am crazy melancholy, but i see that they demonstrate how i feel more than my words can. and i love that power of photography.
i was first drawn in by the beautiful stained glass windows, something that will probably make my list of things by which i am inspired. wanting to capture the light in the empty, quiet sanctuary, i took a study break to take some photos. it progressed into attempting to capture the effects of the colorful light against the expressions of the face and the emotions of the heart.

sadness.

longing.

questioning.

i don’t really have words to explain why. i’m not totally sure myself. because these days are so up and down, its really hard to pinpoint legitimate or solid reasons. and so, for now, i’ll just leave it in the images.