this is one of my most favorite photos i’ve taken of my brother. the emotions i feel when looking at it are double-edged. it’s an accurate portrait, to me, of his struggles with depression and getting in his own way. of feeling trapped even though the door is open. it has made him cry, it has made me cry, especially when i first printed it. but that light there in the window, that glimmer and golden glow, that is the hope. that is the tenacity. that is the very light he has inside of him that i love like no other.
(taken at a jail tour in st. augustine a few years ago)