Photo of a Native American that doesn't want me to steal his soul
Silver halide print, 9 × 13 cm

I met someone at the club and we started a conversation that prolonged itself and got pretty interesting. Trying not to destroy the magic of the situation, instead of exchanging telephone numbers I asked if I could take a photo for the sake of remembering. My request was regretfully refused. Being a Native American, the person said, they believed that taking a photo would steal their soul.

So I took a photo of the lights and the ceiling instead, capturing only poorly the atmosphere of the club but realizing that it would serve the purpose just as well. As a material object, the photo of the ceiling will always remember me of this particular moment we had, regardless if it shows somebody on it or not.

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