From the Kiss Me Good Luck exhibit, kiss me in extreme slow motion captures a love that unraveled and bloomed at the same time — one of those connections that felt eternal, even if it barely lasted.
This piece lives in the blur between beginning and end — the way one kiss can stretch a moment into something cinematic, only to fade before you’ve had the chance to hold it properly. It’s about brief intensity, about feeling everything all at once, and about how certain people leave marks that feel disproportionate to the time they were actually in your life.
“It took forever and no time at all.”
That’s how some love hits you.
Fast. Slow. All-consuming. Gone.
This piece is a still frame from that kind of heartbreak — the kind you’d rewind if you could.
From the Kiss Me Good Luck exhibit, kiss me in extreme slow motion captures a love that unraveled and bloomed at the same time — one of those connections that felt eternal, even if it barely lasted.
This piece lives in the blur between beginning and end — the way one kiss can stretch a moment into something cinematic, only to fade before you’ve had the chance to hold it properly. It’s about brief intensity, about feeling everything all at once, and about how certain people leave marks that feel disproportionate to the time they were actually in your life.
“It took forever and no time at all.”
That’s how some love hits you.
Fast. Slow. All-consuming. Gone.
This piece is a still frame from that kind of heartbreak — the kind you’d rewind if you could.
