I have this picture in my bedroom. There’s always a terrible sadness of someone taken too soon and the profound feeling you get when you loose someone you didn’t know.
I still can’t pinpoint what it was exactly. There was something fallible and human in his acting. He was brilliant. Un-photogenic and messy, but brilliant. Just like life really. He had everything to live for and was someone who made mistakes. I suppose his death was a reflection of the wonderful, imperfect human being he was. And there’s something of that in every one of us.
Jim Carrey wrote of him ‘For the sensitive among us the noise of life can be too much’. Who can’t relate to that ?
Deep Ender, 2014 | #vscocam