Blood Booth
Like many before me, I got into photography in High School. Moody/emo selfies and melodramatic still life was kind of my thing. I created a myspace page separate from my personal account called 2:57 Photography. I thought the name was deep. That time just before the witching hour when “the body’s at low tide… The soul is out. The blood moves slow. You’re the nearest to dead you’ll ever be save dying.” But when people would ask what it meant, I’d simply tell them that’s what t