final year project

I have spent the last three years learning photography. the link below is the video of my final project.
I did my project on PCOS and the five stages of grief. We handed it in, in book form and video form.
I am currently fixing the book to make available for sale.

just copy and past into google.

With eyes that are mine

I watch the battle from the outside

hands tied

Useless

I am

You struggle, I don’t understand

So we yell, we cry

we love

You wont servive

distoryed by your own mind

You are not you, but you are you

So memory is where I find the whole of what used to be

A stranger stands here now, where you used to be

Please understand and be patient with me

I don’t understand

The stranger of the face of a person  I once knew stands in front of me

 

sorry dont have a title yet for this, it is about how i feel useless in watching as my father is going through dementia.

Denial part two

Mirror, reflect truths of hidden pain

It is impossible to stay the same

Denial don’t leave

Broken, naked the truth bares down on me

Hide no more, in darkness my friend

Denial has left, the door wide open

Truth is here holding tight

Embrace torn apart

Comfort is found

eyes leave the lies behind

Denial no longer lives here

Return descender, my dear.

Denial part one

Deny, deny, deny

You the enemy standing in front of me

The light, the light the light

Darkness will hide

With closed eyes, I will continue this life

Untouched by change, I will be the same

Hide, hide hide,

Out of sight

Run I will from the truth you hold

Eyes closed shut

Deny, deny, deny

Dienal my bed fellow

Journeys

Denial I live, eyes wide shut

I do not believe in you

I will stay, be the same

Fight I will, red in sight

My fire burning bright

I am me, I don’t believe

Please take what you need

Give me back who I used to be

Turn back the clock, make this a dream

Pulled down and stripped

Lost, even in light

My pain, bruise and scare hidden from your sight

So it is my fate

To change, stripped from old

Reborn, I accept all that has gone before

Hunted

Sneak and slither

Stare and hide

Wait to strike

Guard has gone

Find the weakest

There hidden in shadow

All along

No reason, or need

Strike is quick

Down there it goes

Griped at heart

Darkness take hold

Daylight and at night

Happy, sad doesn’t care

In depression, with despair

No one is ever aware

Peak hour

Herd I am

By made and man

Tunnel vision I see

Sounds of enclosed feet around me

Push and shove

Grunt, and fuck

Please and thank you

Unknown is what surrounds you

Doors and snores

Ready, mark go

Coffee and music

Strangers surround you

Head down and March

Run be fast

Doors nearly close, they just make it so

Hopeful looks, for one space or nook

Sore feet and long days

Always trying to look away

Sheep we are herd, and packed in tight

Find freedom at end of the night

Do it again I will

Tomorrow in circles without end

Macro

Little I see the world beneath me

Not one thought do I waste on thee

Importance not do you hold in my world

Yet hidden out of sight

You create my life

Your role is unnoticed and ignored

Changes you make

Hidden from plain sight

You are the base of the big tree

Hidden in earth, water and air

Your macro world

I do care.

two worlds one choice

I fear, good bye
I see you, but turn my back
I had to you see
Put it down, my suitcase, travel no more

One more good bye for the road
Your face locked to memory
I had to stay, feet planted
home is here not there

the final good bye
I let you go, your feet must be your own
I must be here and not there and every where
two worlds I no longer live

clouds and sunrise and set
living in and out of time no more
tickets and engines no worries
my heart will only hold you now, arms find empty air
good bye, good bye, good bye,
I do and will always love you