Yeah. So I’m putting together my final portfolio to submit for photography class. It’s been kind of difficult because at first I thought I was supposed to be capturing sexuality in my photos, and then I started to feel like a pornographer so I changed my vision. Regardless, my vision is still pretty fucking retarded. The whole thing is really unclear right now.
Anyway, rather than focusing on ‘sex photography’ my focus has turned toward creating an expose on my life as a fashion publishing student here in Italy, or whatever. And so, here are 6 images that I included in this “personal diary” project :
I can’t help but feel like they’re a little bit too like, artsy and weird for me. Maybe I should just stick with the sex and alcohol pics. They’re way better.
Who knows. The search for artistic enlightenment is a lifelong journey. I need a glass of champagne.