portraits of B to accompany the release of his new music @barbadb
i frequently find myself stuck in sonic whirlpools. at the time, ‘song to the siren’ was swirling around me constantly. after recognizing a cover of it at the end of the film — and subsequently realizing it was the same song played in my favorite scene from ‘Lost Highway’ — i listened to it on loops for hours.
as B and i sat down to work together, i told him that ‘song to the siren’ had been playing playing playing while i had planned our session together. in some ways, it inspired my hope for the outcome of these portraits: ethereal yet dark.
B had this small smile on his face as I spoke. Then, he shared that he repeatedly listened to the original version by Tim Buckley as a teenager while he sat at on the roof of his home in Iran. i can’t imagine what could be more kismet.
Becky, I’ve been trying to write for the whole entirety of September 18th 2025, How I feel about you is divine, I am not meant to understand it. I am whole and my heart is well fed when you’re near. Everyday my eyes brag to water,soil and the sun about you and their privilege of your image. Becky I believe I lost fins at some point a million years ago to evolve and develop fingers instead of claws just to hold your hand. I believe that with all my heart. I see better, I breathe better, I dream better when you’re close. Thank you for trusting me.
I wish you a mouthfull of dreams, an eyefull of greens and a long steady safe smile. You are my garden of eden and god made you before eve, before me and me after you.
I love you. Happy birthday :) <3
