This world is too cruel, too beautiful. We can’t escape this world.
When I cry, I think I have to photograph it.
When I do, the tears flow even more.
Tears are beautiful.
I can't remember his voice or smell anymore.
I love these images so much. They remind me of when I first started making photographs and becoming obsessed with someone or something, and I still work that way. I love the way Misaki shows love for her subject through her camera. From going to school to riding home, and all of the in-betweens.