Craig Johnson

I found this photo about five years ago on the ground in my hometown in New Zealand. I suppose this could’ve easily been a lost passport photo, but since it looks like it was taken decades ago, I felt as though he was someone lost, and also loved. He reminds me of how I felt leaving home for the first time. I think there’s something quite beautiful about the idea of leaving the people who love you to be found by someone else. I’ve carried him with me ever since.