“There was a time,There was a place,
So tell me now,
Why’d you wake up with that look on your face?
Don’t you waste my time:
Let it go, let it go.
And don’t just stand in line:
If you wanna lead, you can lead.
Why?
If this is love, then why does it hurt so bad?
Why?
If this is over, then why do I want you back?
So tell me that it’s worth it, ‘cause I’m going crazy here.
I just can’t figure it out, I just can’t figure it out:
Why?
If this is love, then why does it hurt so bad?
There was a time, far away,
And I wanna try,
Try to take us,
Take us back to that place.
So don’t hold back for me:
Let it out, just let it out.
It’s you I wanna see,
So let it out and you can lead.
Why?
If this is love, then why does it hurt so bad?
Why?
If this is over, then why do I want you back?
So tell me that it’s worth it, ‘cause I’m going crazy here.
I just can’t figure it out, I just can’t figure it out:
Why?
If this is love, then why does it hurt so bad?”
[ Why – Hurts ]
It’s interesting to note that, despite Why not being one of my favourite songs on Hurts’ Surrender, which usually means I have a harder time coming up with a concept, I got an idea of how to render it graphically quite quickly. It’s a song about a conflicted break up which, on the one hand, means it’s something I can’t quite relate to and, on the other, it lends itself to a million trivial back-to-back couple photos, which I really didn’t want to do in this case. Yet, here is one of the first photos from the Surrender part of the project.
The story goes like this: after last year’s Lucca Comics and Games, one of my friends couldn’t fit everything in her suitcase and asked if anyone needed that sequin-sleeved dress. Which I did, as a matter of fact: when you’re shooting, you never know when a spare outfit can turn out to be useful (especially if you’re listening compulsively to Róisín Murphy because, you know, sequins). So at one point I had this post-break up song and a girl’s dress, so I thought, how about the protagonist not arguing with the girl but with himself while thinking of her and holding a dress she forgot at his place? After all, the lyrics seem much more like an internal monologue of sort and a reflection about love in general, so a guy-by-himself kind of photo with something recalling a couple would be perfect. Also, I could easily do everything by myself without waiting who knows how long. I had a clear vision of the styling all along: I wanted to wear something light to contrast with the black dress and recall separation, but also have something dark to hint to not being quite over it yet. My light shirt with a black collar would do perfectly for the kind of symbolism I wanted to convey.
Side note: I was ready to shoot this photo since, like, January, but I got flu, which made me postpone my haircut, then I had sleeping troubles which made me wake up not looking (or feeling) my best, so I kept postponing until I finally got my hair in place and a few good sleep nights in a row and started looking like a human again. And here it is at last.
The story goes like this: after last year’s Lucca Comics and Games, one of my friends couldn’t fit everything in her suitcase and asked if anyone needed that sequin-sleeved dress. Which I did, as a matter of fact: when you’re shooting, you never know when a spare outfit can turn out to be useful (especially if you’re listening compulsively to Róisín Murphy because, you know, sequins). So at one point I had this post-break up song and a girl’s dress, so I thought, how about the protagonist not arguing with the girl but with himself while thinking of her and holding a dress she forgot at his place? After all, the lyrics seem much more like an internal monologue of sort and a reflection about love in general, so a guy-by-himself kind of photo with something recalling a couple would be perfect. Also, I could easily do everything by myself without waiting who knows how long. I had a clear vision of the styling all along: I wanted to wear something light to contrast with the black dress and recall separation, but also have something dark to hint to not being quite over it yet. My light shirt with a black collar would do perfectly for the kind of symbolism I wanted to convey.
Side note: I was ready to shoot this photo since, like, January, but I got flu, which made me postpone my haircut, then I had sleeping troubles which made me wake up not looking (or feeling) my best, so I kept postponing until I finally got my hair in place and a few good sleep nights in a row and started looking like a human again. And here it is at last.
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