Jessie Edwards-Thomas




I cannot give you anything in return for the image I take. 

So I will not. 

It feels (I) feel insufficient to illustrate the idea of you. 

I am struggling with the endless saturation of orchestrated pixels

Claiming the space that you too encompass. 

My fingertips sore from the shards of glass. 


Working text and found archive piece (2019 - ongoing). 

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