turning 20 friday and getting a tattoo
This is a series I shot two or three days after coming back from Morocco. Just like every summer it has been a difficult trip because of my issues with my family there and the uneasiness of my relationship with my father. Also Casablanca is being transformed into a financial and touristic mega-metropolis, destroying everything I used to know about the city I grew up in. Luckily this summer I had the support and the comfort of my dearest friend Jean-Guy who helped me go through my stay and actually make me take steps towards my father. ثمين (precious) might be seen as a fashion editorial, and I also like to think about it that way. But my main intent with this series is to represent the distance between two bodies, and the way they might connect to each other.
swag game very strong tonight
(guillaume’s mother gave me these shoes cause her friends made fun of her the one time she wore them)
preview from my shoot on monday -
variations on a theme: guillaume
i just scanned a bunch of image from june-july / my trips to berlin + morocco and i’ll edit them tomorrow ~
also i had my magazine shoot today and it was amazing!! the model was super funny and nice and the clothing looked perfect. i’m getting my images developed tomorrow i’m kinda scared but i’m trying to stay confident! this is the first time my stuff is going to get published in a print magazine aaah and everyone i worked with said i was mature and professional wow (i wish i could just rub all of this in my college teachers’ faces. my resentment shall never end)
i submitted my most recent photo series to a few online magazines and realized i don’t know that many online magazines. any suggestions?
me and guillaume pulling off our best dance moves in a kitchen yesterday night
I MEAN PLEASE, SOMEONE BUY ME ALL OF THIS
aaaah i’ll be shooting a fashion editorial for a magazine and i’ve contacted montreal designers to use their clothes and they said yes;;; some of the pieces are so beautiful that i think i’m going to cry aaaaah killme