Taking the time out to reminisce upon an hour that has since passed feels like a relief while surrounded by some of life’s largest decisions. This day (the day the photographs were taken) was like today, a brake in the motion of my modern world. I was between so many new elements it never really felt as though I had a minute to step outside all of what was changing to appreciate the changes. While some of these feelings have long since fled, I remember very well what it was to feel them.
Let’s take a minute, together and use these images for one of photography’s most integral purposes — to remember.
We were somewhere in Newport and had arrived in the hours of the morning that most still consider night. My friend Kayla and I pulled up to a house too close to the beach for either of us to be completely certain of. We arrived to sleep.