I love this world and it freaks me out every day. More and more, I experience the sensation that nothing is real—like it's all a dream. That’s when I’m drawn to take pictures. It can happen at any time, whether I'm in the wilderness or in the city—whenever I feel I’m not in a place, or faced with a scene that I can imagine to exist in reality. I shoot so others can see how I look at my world.Everyone in this life is batshit crazy, which I find endearing; I like to look for people's quirks, and the quirk can often simply be someone's face—they can actually look insane. But then there are the times, when someone is so beautiful it makes me feel crazy and confused—like, how can this person actually exist on planet Earth?
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