These photographs document several of the various types of mould which can be found growing on your average loaf of bread, given enough time and neglect. I am interested in the inherent contradiction of finding aesthetic beauty in something almost universally perceived as disgusting. I was also fascinated by the extraordinary structure and microscopic nature of these life forms, something that those of us not involved in the biological sciences are probably only vaguely aware of.
Listening to the rain. Wishing I didn’t feel so much all the time. Thinking about how I tend to fuck things up with my over analyzing.
“ I love the stars.”
Because they can’t say anything.
I love the stars.
Because they do not judge anyone.