sometimes a portrait should not just show a face, but a spark, a burst of energy. something that jumps off the screen and pulls you in. chris meyer is like that—full of wit, full of life. i wanted to capture him exactly as he is. not a polished, reserved version, but the raw, electric presence he carries. we were sitting in a café in portixol. the light was right. the moment was there. and then—this. no restraint, no filters, just laughter turned into an image.
chris, as he should be.