
Model: Lera Russkikh
Saint Petersburg
© Sjur Roald – 2017
Photography + poem + art

Model: Lera Russkikh
Saint Petersburg
© Sjur Roald – 2017

Nothing brings to life again
a forgotten memory like a fragrance.
– Christopher Poindexter –
Ph : Peter Coulson

What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight?
– Charles Baudelaire – Paris Spleen
Ph : Peter Coulson

Terrible is the game of love, where it is neccessrry for one of the two players to lose mastery of themselves.
– Charles Baudelaire –

I have felt the wind on the wing of madness.
– Charles Baudelaire –

What I am, at any given moment in the process of my becoming a person, will be determined by my relationships with those who love me or refuse to love me, with those whom I love or refuse to love.
– Harry Stack Sullivan –

I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons
– Christopher Poindexter –
ph : Peter Coulson

And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
– Christopher Poindexter –

Your darkness is a symphony
played in explosions of silence
to a crowd that has fallen in love with noise
If they refuse to applaud you
it isn’t because your music isn’t beautiful
It is because they have no idea
how to love what they don’t understand
And that, my darling, is the most horrific flaw in this mixed up world
– Christopher Poindexter –
Ph : Andre Brito

I don’t dare touch her.
Loss is a knowledge I’m sorry to have. Perhaps the only thing worse than experiencing it, is watching it replay anew in someone else – all the awful stages picking up like a chorus that has to be sung.
– Lauren DeStefano –