Suicide in Porto

“The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it"

(The Picture of Dorian Grey by Oscar Wilde)

Porto is so beautiful - I could die right now.

When I meet Virginia, she seems to combine beauty with melancholy.

Just like the city we meet in.

We went on a suicidal trip only to get reborn again.

The funny thing is, the only one who fell this day, was myself. 

My camera hit the ground, my knee was wound.

I dream I was was dead

I make up my scenario

I try another spot to fall

the more drama the better

Or I hang myself

but where?

sleeping pills could make it too

Or I just jump in the hope the wind or a bird takes me  away

what if I just lay down on the street, waiting till the first car  hits me

Or a train?

or i could run down the scarp till I fall into the sky

A knife

Last call

But help comes to early

I wake up and I´m alive

 My muse Virginia about the process:

This experience offered the perfect opportunity to end my Europe trip with the same spontaneity that it began with: as I was waking up on my second to last day in Europe, Esra asked me if I would like to be photographed that day - of course I could not refuse. I do not usually photograph myself, and so as this opposes my habits completely I surprisingly felt comfortable during the whole session. I had an incredible last day in the city trying to represent how Porto is the perfect place to die!