Here’s my art for the first
catalyst. It was about “something you lost”.
I am the girl behind the camera. I am the one who takes photos I capture
the moments I preserve the memories. There was a time when I was in
front of the lens. When I let people take my photo, but now when I see a
photo of me I cringe. I see all the flaws all the fat all the ugliness.
I lost the ability to see myself clearly. I can’t remember what it felt
like to look at the photo and see me. I miss that.