the moment you are looking at here, is the moment i discovered how very cathartic self portraiture can be. my mother had just passed away the very morning i took this shot and what you see here is true emotion.
the shot itself is filled with symbolism as the jacket and tie i am wearing were my father's, the chair i am sitting in is from my childhood home, and the photo i am holding is the one my mother gave to me after my father had passed away years before
the original photo i was planning to shoot that day before finding out of my mother's passing was that of a swanky devil with a martini glass and a smirking grin. despite the events of the morning, i decided to go through with taking my photo, but instead of the swanky devil he is now in mournful repose and sadness for you see my parents were two of the kindest, nicest, most supportive people you could ever meet, and the devil is upset cause those are two souls he would never have