[18] Outside there's a storm

Week 18 - Bed

"Unmade bed, unmade day, left my heart on my pillow
And I went outside anyway.
While under this sheets, my heart left to beat
on its own, in the warm and away from the storm
I went oustide anyway"

But I didn't went outside because I feel confort in my little fragile cocoon
and the outside world is way too scary.


Text extract from Girl on the unmade bed, by Lisbee Stainton

I did a little change on the themes order because I was travelling and couldn't fit feathers into it.
I shot this on the Jordan desert, on a bedouin tent: a Jaima. The peacefull sound of the desert, the artisanal feeling of the tents and the warm light filtering throught the thunderstorm...
An experience I'd not likely forget easily!


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