Joost(my not so little brother) had woken up with a swollen eye. I was facinated and a bit grossed out by the way it made him look, and somehow felt the need to capture it. 
He didn't really get it but let me take his picture anyway.

Shot in the small alleys I used to fear, by the old flat I used to pass when walking home after gym class. 

It brought me back to the time I used to bike around town with my friends at night, secretly drinking energy drinks and playing truth or dare at the playground by the pond. 

It scared me how fast time passed, and how your view of a town you used to think was hideous is now a town covered in a blanket of childhood memories.

Shot on Ilford 400, 35mm black & white film by me.