My dude came home like Papillon, his spirit never captured
But truth be told, he never had a second chapter
Camo, green and gold, pull me in the sky, it’s the Rapture
Anno Domini, it’s no before, it’s only after
My dude came home like Papillon, his spirit never captured
But truth be told, he never had a second chapter
Camo, green and gold, pull me in the sky, it’s the Rapture
Anno Domini, it’s no before, it’s only after
“My work has been about making a record of my life that no one can revise. I photograph myself in times of trouble or change in order to find the ground to stand on in the change… you get displaced, and then taking self-portraits becomes a way of hanging on to yourself.”
Nan Goldin