Paul.

Music, painting, design, writing, photography— the medium and maxim matter not. Among all my obsessions, one stands elevated amongst the excess: LOVE. There is nothing more significant to me. Embracing it. Sharing it. Cultivating it. Mourning its loss. And this is why you find yourself here— to document it. Let me document yours.

My commitment to you is to capture your love with fervor and care. Allow me to immortalize your self-love with intimate portraits. Let me craft a tribute to familial love; for those cherished individuals who mean more than words can express. Let me chronicle your romantic love. The love you cannot live without. The intoxicating, enchanting liaison you hold so dear.

If there exists a notion, concept, or conviction more valuable and pure than “Love,” it has eluded me throughout the years. Let me document yours.

“Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.” - Aristotle

The half you kept has been returned to me, and every day is spent in anguish. I writhe. Agony is what you left me with. In a way, your parting gift was divine. Merci Genvie. Laissez les bons temps rouler.