Pink Panther.

Photography is the art of observing a world that constantly unfolds before our eyes. To capture a moment within an infinite stream of moments. As life unfolds we are but the observer, granted with the chance to see all, like a movie. We are but a boat floating down the stream of what is possibility. Even when we do make choices it is like the choices we are consciously making to change it up, is exactly what was destined to happen.

Art is the choice of creation, something we have a choice in doing. Like going to the gym, it takes a level of dedication and aspiration to reach the places you wish were an everyday. Nobody tells you to work out, no one can force you, its all choice. Like learning the right techniques in heavy lifting, we are pushed everyday to learn and adapt past new boundaries put up before us everyday.

The shirt was an outtake of an episode in the the Pink Panther. In the which you are shown the lowest point of the Panther’s life. He had just gotten his heart broken and is sitting on a park bench sitting with his shadow.

At the point in my life of making this, I had been going through a severe depression. This was also when I was diagnosed with BPD alongside, chronic depression, and anxiety, I was using heavily, around this time I had been abusing Nyquil and Robutussin. I had also gotten in an accident where I was prescribed with Norcos. Around that time also getting into some white and uppers. I would pull up to my college’s parking lot, take a swig from some Nyquil or tussin and smoke till I was faded out my mind. Then i’d walk into photography class. Don’t do drugs kids.

Life will put you through hell, it will test what you are made of in every way. It will bring people into your life and take them away, or keep them in your life only to test you and what respect you have of yourself. With every new day there is new obstacles but within those challenges are lessons to be learned. Only to end once the lesson is learned. They are the trials of life.