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This series is about a feeling that follows me all year-round, sometimes hidden underneath layers of clouds, sometimes shining so bright it blinds me. I am always in search of it yet I carry it within me, and in the darkest winters I have these photographs to remind me of the sun seeping in my skin, clear warm summer nights and lazy afternoons, the smell of blossom in the air, salt on my skin, and all I can think of is sea salt and moonlight and how they feel like poetry.

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