Perfectly imperfect.
My heart beat races when I see pictures which have this little “hitch” where your eyes stop and rest – where you are intrigued by the subject, focus or image as a whole. For me, those pictures are closer to authenticity than a perfect shot of the right moment in the perfect condition. They are so imperfect but in the same time so beautiful and “true” – it’s where you can find the natural cycle of growth and decay. It’s where beauty lies and where there is space for your imagination to be set free.
