Youth as A Feeling
Photography + Post Production
Subject + Words : Tyler Bartley
Styling: Biba Esaad
Is it dark?
Anything past an arm’s length seems to evaporate into the nothingness of what can’t be seen. There’s a steady breeze but the sound of wind is not there, yet the eyes still water. A deafening ringing in the ears. The heart begins to quicken its pace. Air begins to vibrate. Is this air?
This is kinda fun
Anything past an arm’s length seems to evaporate into the nothingness of what can’t be seen. There’s a steady breeze but the sound of wind is not there, yet the eyes still water. A deafening ringing in the ears. The heart begins to quicken its pace. Air begins to vibrate. Is this air?
This is kinda fun
Past an arm’s length starts to reveal itself. Awaken
A shadow begins to jest as the environment solidifies.
A snarl
and a smile.
Not two, but one - the difference doesn’t make it different. Feel it?
That’s you.
Not two, but one - the difference doesn’t make it different. Feel it?
That’s you.
Look at this! What is this? This has a name.
Stand still.
The joy is free, but there are rules that cost a pretty penny.
Go get ‘em tiger!
Focus enhances as the vision becomes singular - performance
Three. Two. One
Is this air?
A stationary thought breaks into a full sprint at no sound of a gun. These are moments, time will explain that later.
Scream - scream at such an alarming frequency as to have no noise be heard. What is seen seems to dance with what is not, as anything past an arm’s length evaporates into nothingness.
Feel it? That’s youth.”
Scream - scream at such an alarming frequency as to have no noise be heard. What is seen seems to dance with what is not, as anything past an arm’s length evaporates into nothingness.
Feel it? That’s youth.”
