Master Editions: Lost In Translation
Location | Dubai
Camera | Phase One IQ4 150MP
Lens | Schneider Kreuznach 35mm
Shutter | 5 sec.
Aperture | f/11
ISO | 100
The Dubai sky burns into my soul as the sun begins to rise above the ocean.
Lost in the confusion the clarity seeps into my mind like a cascading waterfall of colors.
I feel my thoughts bending and contorting into shapes I don’t fully comprehend.
My hands fill with burning fiery and flames shoot from fingers as I try to find the words.
The world melts around me as my body fills with the melancholy for the lost days.
I float through the water like a weightless purple cloud filled with darkness and sadness.
The kaleidoscopic canopy of my worries, pain, anxieties, floods my thoughts like a tidal wave.
My body is broken, seeking refugee within a lost presence that can’t be found.
Lonely in the middle of an ocean of listlessness with a broken paddle and the sinking feeling that there is no end.
I embrace the eternal battle as the red sun begins to fade bringing with it the beacon of light that illuminates the dark night sky.
I look up to the stars for answers but they don’t speak.
The thoughts run marathons through my mind.
I muster up the last bit of strength and use my hands to paddle through the waves of disparity.
They have no hope for me as they dance across the surface ridiculing my grasp for sanity.
The everlasting inclination to give up sweeps away the last remaining hope I have left.
Like a tennis ball being thrown against the wall, lost in a repetitive cycle of rage, I know it just may never end.
