Id like to think the photograph shows art, mystique and pain hidden behind all of these glitz and glam how we use makeup to hide pain and bruises, how we use a smile to hide who we truly are, only I like to show who I truly am and I think difference should be celebrated as such, without the constraints society likes to apply and beat down until we are like everybody else like a pattern only another copy to blend into the wall paper. When I was a teenager I had no sense of what the world would do to me once I expressed how I truly wanted to look, with dark clothes and black lipstick until I was spat at, thrown stones at and even grass not to mention the social isolation that went with it, I bent to their rules and became them my confidence was beaten down so much I constantly wore headphones, until I grew confidence and grew up although I may not be as heavily dressed as a teenager I still express who I am but photography gives me that limitless ability to express whatever id like and for it to be celebrated.