Sleeping next to someone, not with someone, is perhaps the most intimate you will ever be with another human. In sleep, we are completely defenseless. We are soft and supple and childlike. Our hard exteriors falls away when the sand hits our eyes. The way you sleep, with your face softened and your arms wrapped around my waist, is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I am not an artist, but I may become one just so that I can capture that moment.
Concept: we’re in a tent, and it’s raining really hard outside. There’s a chill in the air but we share a sleeping bag and snuggle up together to stay warm. The sounds of the wind, the rain, and your soft breathing lull me into a peaceful sleep; and I’ve never felt so lucky