Cinq Jours

May, 2013.

iPhone 5.

Selfportraits in a psychiatric hospital. 

I spent 5 days in, 48 hours in an isolation room. 

I took pictures like a child with a disposable camera in a summer camp, disconnected from my thougths, or any artistic considerations regarding lighting or framing. I wasn’t even thinking about documenting my forcible lockdown. I was totally out of my mind because of the medication. I barely remember me taking pictures. 

But I love everything about these pictures. I would’nt have done so well if I’d been in my right mind. It’s blurry, it’s raw, yet fully composed. Probably just as the way I was at the time. As I am all the time.