where is the light of my heart ?

an attempt to reclaim the light of my heart and the world. losing my heart in may, in search for the love that remains when heartbroken. sometimes only found from afar, sometimes only felt. where do these collide, the finding and feeling?

To love and to lose? A longing for the light of the heart that I have lost. The light that lies within the pain, the light of the past that sustains the pain, the light of the future that cures the pain. Throughout the month of May and June, I tried to find the light we need to see the end of the pain. I found the light that my surrounding reflects, the light that warms the moment, and the light that disappears. The fog after the light was there, the emptiness, the search goes on. The findings of the light when my wonder women come and smile at me. A forgotten reminder. We feel the sparkle, the tickle, embrace the sorrow, the sadness. Then I am the rain again, feeding the rainbow which I haven't found. It’s with you still. Fed by the lighting of your eyes that you can’t express through words but how could we ever with words? I know these things I should find not in you. But the lightheartedness, the light of my heart it is in the memory of you.

What reminds me to carry on, to see the light of the world when I have lost my own light, when I feel trapped in a memory. To find something that remains in an ever-changing world, yet something that lets you go, run; it is the light of the world. Throughout this project I was traveling from Vancouver to Uruguay, leaving a newly found home I head learned to feel free in, friends that reach for the stars and a person I loved. I had never been heartbroken before, my heart was aching and I could not put the pain into words. I tried to capture what happens when the longing for someone doesn't end, the perception of my immediate surrounding and memory changed, seeing my heart in the structure of objects, in the movement of my friends. I took photos mainly of my best friends Emily and Lily-Belle who are feeling with me eternally. How can we let go and let in? Learning to let go of ideas, expectations, but certainly not of the of the women I love, showing up, everyday a little more, for themselves, for their hearts, for our hearts. You are the wonder of the world.