Chris Peters These feel like I'm a fly on the wall! Wonderful composition and dramatic lighting!
'Prologue' began as an attempt to grapple with time passing. Sometime after seventeen years old it all started to blur, and I needed to slow it down. To be coming of age is to face head on what it means to be alive: establishing identity, discovering personality, and experiencing interpersonal relationships. When we look back on our late teenage years and early twenties we often overlook the softer moments for the ones that feel like they’ve been burned into our skin. I want to know: what does it mean to live in the moment? And how can you have nostalgia for a moment that has yet to pass?
