Somewhere in between all the rolling around in bed, movie watching and uncontrolled overdosing on green tea, my silly little brain decided to go berserk and convince me to ask my flatmate Sophie to model for me.
Not having showered in two days, I had dishes to do, clothes to wash, groceries to buy and ofcourse, the aforementioned shower to take.
I chose to photograph Sophie instead.
I can’t say it wasn’t fun.
She was a bit shy and seriously paranoid about her zits but she made some good pictures.
The concept was a bit funny and if he saw them, PIcasso would turn in his grave.