This is a small series from a large set of photos taken to
describe my thoughts on being alone again, after "he"
is gone. Not that I had dated him for a long time, but enough
to forget the way I felt to myself, alone, in silence. What
I look like without someone right there next to me. My own
judgements, compliments, and realizations about my body. Solitary
and Dignified. Alone... in enough sense to make me miserable
without him.