April 27, 2016:

I shoot the lighting for her. High rise hotel room windows, departure gates. "Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes," she says, as she'd say similar things under very different circumstance if we were there together.

In the garden the trees are false, dayglo, an art installation. Hanging plants punctuated with chandeliers; color harmonies accentuated with vibrant plasticine drums. She guessed right in bringing me here.

In the hotel I bind her hands with love and duct tape; she sucks my ear and whispers "Daddy..." In the morning our flights are in different directions. I'll shoot more lighting as life and nature provide.



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