“Inside the heart of every manThere is a lust, you understand,
And I’m just the same.
When all the love has gone away
And passion stares me in the face,
Could I walk away?
Here’s hoping
That you will be there.
Here’s hoping
You’ll help me to be brave.
Devotion, save me now,
I don’t want to stray from the hallow ground.
I’ll turn temptation down,
I’m asking you to take me to safety this time.
Forgive my thoughts when I’m asleep,
Forgive these words I’m yet to speak,
I feel so ashamed.
Right now you seem so far away,
So much confusion clouds my way
And I don’t know which path to take.
Here’s hoping
That you can hear me.
Here’s hoping
You’ll help me to resist.
Devotion, save me now,
I don’t want to stray from the hallow ground.
I’ll turn temptation down,
I’m asking you to take me to safety this time.
Devotion, devotion,
I’m a slave unto the mercy of your love.
For so long I’ve been so wrong,
I could never live without you.”
[ Devotion – Hurts ]
The concept for Devotion has been floating around my head for quite some time now: what I needed was to have both a male and a female model to pose with me, with the original plan including the use of the tripod and timer. This photo is the reason why I decided to ask Alessio to pose in the first place, as going to Turin to see BriarRose I knew I’d already have a female model. The original idea was to have her posing with us, but when the photoshoot started taking shape and Giulia joined us, we decided that she would be posing and BriarRose would take the photo instead.
Now, I’m not sure how Theo would take my intepretation of the song if he were to read this, but to me it’s so much more than your garden variety love triangle. There’s something so specific in all this talk about deviotion, and temptation, and salvation, and shame that made me immediately think of a closet case. As simple as that, I put it into the photo: she and I might very well love each other, but she knows I yearn for more (thus the embittered sideways glance), and he knows too (but won’t act not to upset the balance), and I want to reach out to him, but she’s there too, and I really have no idea whom I want to be saved by.
Fortunately, this torture is not something I’ve been through in my life, but it hits close enough to home that I could relate to it and try to act it.
Once again, BriarRose made an amazing work, shooting exactly what I wanted and directing us so that we’d fit my idea (of course, I had little to no control over the poses once I stepped in front of the lens), so a huge part of the merit is hers. Alessio and Giulia also deserve a special mention for doing everything despite the fat that I didn’t tell them much about the deeper meaning of my idea, I just told them where to sit and what to do. But well, our team work out perfectly in the end.
Now, I’m not sure how Theo would take my intepretation of the song if he were to read this, but to me it’s so much more than your garden variety love triangle. There’s something so specific in all this talk about deviotion, and temptation, and salvation, and shame that made me immediately think of a closet case. As simple as that, I put it into the photo: she and I might very well love each other, but she knows I yearn for more (thus the embittered sideways glance), and he knows too (but won’t act not to upset the balance), and I want to reach out to him, but she’s there too, and I really have no idea whom I want to be saved by.
Fortunately, this torture is not something I’ve been through in my life, but it hits close enough to home that I could relate to it and try to act it.
Once again, BriarRose made an amazing work, shooting exactly what I wanted and directing us so that we’d fit my idea (of course, I had little to no control over the poses once I stepped in front of the lens), so a huge part of the merit is hers. Alessio and Giulia also deserve a special mention for doing everything despite the fat that I didn’t tell them much about the deeper meaning of my idea, I just told them where to sit and what to do. But well, our team work out perfectly in the end.
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