Pierre Gonnord
Monday, 15 February 2010
I rarely look into the eyes of my conversation companions. When I do, it is a perfunctory glance, shrouded behind a veil, performed reluctantly to satisfy the basic customs of holding a conversation. I attribute my tremendous difficulty in maintaining eye contact to my lack of self-confidence. Vain as this may sound, I fixate on every single physical flaw of mine. I do not want them to see my defects. I do not want them to come in close proximity. I do not want them to judge me as I do them…
Yes I have resigned myself to a life in solitary.
Portraits by Pierre Gonnord.