Day 3
Hi guys!
So these pictures were take at an abandoned house by Rubben Mabuku.
He's a strictly black and white photographer and he told me that he doesn't do photo shoots, he does concept shoots.
He
wanted to capture me as a poet and he prefers picking places still in
construction because of the varying textures but I had different ideas for the
location.
When
I got the pictures back, they did what he's out here to do - they
inspired me, gave me a concept to work with because yes, sometimes my
poetry is happy and is for the purpose of healing.
But sometimes we have to fall apart before we can start again.
Of Other Abandoned Things
Maybe to you this place wasn't worth staying for.
Worth coming back to.
But to me, this place is so, so beautiful in it's own right.
Even though the walls and ceilings have finally failed at being white.
Still it has this charm, being abandoned.
Of stories that are yet to be told.
It has character defined by what has stood strong and what has remained.
The parallels between things and people abandoned are similar, isn't it so strange?
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