#subject 12

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I don't want you in my home. I'm sorry, but i can't support this kind of behaviour.

...Yeah. Yeah. I'll be out tommorow.

Subject #12 (2019)

From the series El Pertenecer en Tiempos Modernos (Belonging in Modern Times) explores social media and identity - the collaged portraits are with embossed hashtags

Bars were noisy and crowded at this time of day. Lots of people, but lots of distractions too, and dark lit rooms, and if someone tipsy couldn't see the person they bumped into, it didn't matter as much. No one cared if a tired woman sat in a booth alone and talked to herself over a glass, either. Not a wonderful place to meet a teenager, to be sure, but teenagers like Sara had certain needs that bars could meet.

Diane only hoped she would come.

Her Sara, her sweet miraculous Sara.

Of course she wasn't going to come. Sara was smart, and so very careful. It wasn't going to be the crowded noisy bar that spooked her, but Diane herself, now slowly nursing a third glass and staring at the cushioned seat across from her and wishing someone would sit there. She wanted there to be someone sitting, listening—

            —forgiving.

But that was a foolish wish.

A fourth glass joined her in the still-empty booth. No, the girl wouldn’t be coming. Diane knew her Sara too well to believe that, and Sara…she would not trust her dear Diane, her dear Doctor Holton. Not ever again.