“You taught me how to love you, but not how to stop.”
- Nikita Gill
Loss is rarely a single moment. It unfolds over time; in fragments, in silence, in the slow realisation that something has changed. Sometimes it even unfolds all at once, a somewhat inevitable collapse.
Through personal reflections, this chapter captures the messiness of holding onto what was, while learning how to release it. Bringing to light the different takes and observations during this stage of grief.
CREDITS:
Photographer, Editor & Co-stylist:
Erwinshah Hastings
Models: Myo, Pearlsi
Co-producer: Pearlsi
TAGS:
Art Direction, Styling, Graphic Design