a project i created last summer. i was challenged to create a body of work and to create a book, but in all honesty i am too broke for that shit. light of brain mainly revolved around my love for photography and poetry.

i found myself hesitant to publish my work because i was afraid of how people would perceive my words or alter their image of me. but fuck it, i am a lot more worried of what i think of myself.

throughout this project i found it as such a nuisance because i told myself that my writing was terrible, and every time i created a new one; i told myself it was not good enough to the point that i believed and i stopped creating. 

throughout this project i remember thinking that the work is preachy and why would people listen to some trash like me. looking back on light of brain a year later, i have realized that this body of work became a journal filled with daily dilemma of: failed relationships, hopeless romanticism, heartbreak, depression, hate; but most important of it all, self-love and advice to the person who i was becoming.

p.s. i still plan on creating this book because physical works of art are just better. i hope you viewed this on a laptop at least.