Darius Loves Darius
Last week I started a secret photography project.
A private instagram page for an audience of one...
Myself.
I rarely write or take photos just for me.
Every day I posted a selfie and I wrote a love note dedicated to “my human”—that’s what I call my physical body.
I did my best to imagine my human as an entirely separate person. Someone I loved and cherished. Someone infinitely important to my life. I am so good at supporting and believing in others, I wanted to do the same for him.
Because I knew no one would read these posts, I was able to say things that I normally wouldn’t be brave enough to share.
Some days it was easy to say kind and loving things to my human. Other days I felt silly, vain and fake.
Some days I would speak from my heart about a specific body part that was in the photo and tell my human how beautiful he was.
Some days I would apologize for being shitty to him in the past.
Some days I would tell him the impact he has had on my life.
Some posts were just a few words — that’s why I call them love notes and not love letters.
By reminding myself that these love notes are just for me, it sparked my creativity and helped me reconnect with my heart on a deeper, more intimate level.
My only considerations were:
→ Do I love the photo?
→ Do I feel expressed?
→ Am I proud of it?
→ Do I feel seen?
If the answer to these questions were yes, then I walked away feeling connected to my human, to my heart and to the Universe. It is such a liberating feeling to make content for an audience of one; myself.
Here are a few examples of photos I took last week. Don’t worry; I checked in with my human first to see if he was okay with me sharing them. He said yes. :)
