There are books made to instruct, and books made to endure – so long as there are those who seek. This is the latter. These pages do not perform; they reveal. Each line is a letting, a summons, a trace of devotion pressed to the wall – like a kiss meant to linger, or a breath held between bodies. Language, for Holmes, is a communion rite; taken, tasted, and returned. What exists here is the shared tongue of longing – the liturgy of those who wish forward.
April
A collection of studio work and practical light (running around in the middle of the night with her dispensable trench coat). Thumbing through this book feels like a weekend of making love.
Marissa
A meditation on light, body, and presence. Less portrait than prayer. A mixture of black & white and a very color saturated time in the bath.
Syrie
An Afternoon with Syrie – a tender portrait set shaped by quiet, sunlight, and the presence of permission.
Allison is a visual flirtation—bold in its restraint, shameless in its knowing. Frames a beauty that doesn’t beg to be seen; she commands it.
A moody, magnetic collection of portraits that hint, smolder, and leave a mark.
A moody, magnetic collection of portraits that hint, smolder, and leave a mark.
Signs lifted, voices raised, eyes locked forward. This book is evidence of what rises when people do.