These photographs act as the mirror to my meandering. They exist because they were willed into being either crawling up from hell or falling like snow from the heavens. Living as the pillow talk and the last goodbye simultaneously, “Gerontion” is a work that needs no crescendo. It’s loud and quiet all at once ad infinitum. This is an account of my gaze and my dreaming, an attempt at hoisting the fragile visions in my mind into reality, the reflections of an individual attempting to genuinely document their life on the road of obscurity.