The pages of a 5 year ongoing art project. Photo journals (Volumes I, II, III & IV so far) chronicling the struggle to understand love gained and love lost, and the everyday subtle heartaches and simple beauty that.. well, confuse me. And move me.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Love never turns out the way you think it will. And loss, or heartache, leaves two people in a place they could have never anticipated... Strangers in a strange, but familiar land.. trying to make sense of the surrounding fading memories that no longer add up.. And trying to understand that- well, that is the anguish of love lost. -Erin Forquer
Maybe you broke my heart. Maybe my blindness let me break my own. Maybe I broke yours.. Regardless, I'm tired of everything being broken, including me. -Erin Forquer