Twelve Weeks In Berlin : Postcards For Men Who Don't Deserve Them
Photography/ Writing, 2019.
My summer in Berlin. We didn't know anyone when me and my daughter arrived, and very quickly Tinder became a sort of crutch for me.
'Maybe this one will save me from my perpetual loneliness?' This crutch would persistently snap, and could barely hold me up. However and of course, I kept mending, and leaning, against it. A certainty of hopelessness dragging on in disguise. THESE CARDS HAVE BEEN SENT BACK TO BERLIN. To 12 men who didn't save me from myself. |
WEEK ONE
WEEK TWO
WEEK THREE
WEEK FOUR
WEEK FIVE
WEEK SIX
WEEK SEVEN
WEEK EIGHT
WEEK NINE
WEEK TEN
WEEK ELEVEN
WEEK TWELVE