Photos from Maine, written in Paris, published in Stockholm. Life is wild. Full explanation of recent events to come. But for now you can follow along on this unexpected adventure on
my instagram, I took these a couple weeks back while in Maine for Independence Day, it was a solo trip, really just a chance to hang out with my mom and chill for a bit while also shooting for work. The city had been closing in, as it tends to do, and a long weekend presented the perfect opportunity to get the hell out of there. As I've grown older I've felt my patience for city life waning, funny, because as I kid I wanted nothing more than to escape the wilderness for bustling, brimming, frenetic NYC. HA! These days I'm perfectly content in my mother's garden, or sitting on the bench in the back yard. Give me some grass and a fire pit and I'm happy.
It has honestly been ages since I took my own photos, shameful, I know. Since we moved to more urban areas with people around, I've felt myself relying more and more on Chris to take quick photos while no one is coming. Convenient, yes. Creative? Not always. So it was nice to take a few minutes while picking snowpeas from my mom's garden to play around with the tripod again, experiment a little, and get back to shooting my own stuff. Even if it is relegated to my mom's backyard.
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