still high from the night before

words + photos by Louie Blondet

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I often tell myself that the way I do photography is so selfish – stealing moments of mine and people's life, trying so hard to seize something that is too pure to be told through words.

Maybe it's because I've always struggled with the wording of my own emotions.

Maybe it's because I've always been shy and placed myself in the background, but after thinking a lot about it I don't think I want to change. Because that way I get to see what others don't, and photography allows me to freeze these moments in time. And that's what I want to share.

These pictures are about moving to another side of the world for 6 months. About losing and finding yourself again, about struggling to be creative and then being overwhelmed by the beauty of everything. Making friends and running out of your house to see the sunset, and playing guitar in your driveway at 8 am on a Sunday, still high from the night before.

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