This is an image I shot when I was 19 of some friends on a night out. The boy, Emile, was changing his shirt, and one of our female friends was beckoning him to come to her. We were all aware of her unrequited love for him. Her gesture was caught in this picture and I find it so emotional, a tiny hand reaching blindly in the dark, groping for affection. Its almost pathetic in it's beauty.
Emile was the star of my previous book, where he portrayed Jesus and the text references some of the writing I did for that project. I have not seen Emile in a long time, and I miss him, so this image to me is a bout loss.
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