i often pride myself on loving and accepting mess and chaos. but if the truth be known, i can only handle so much. and when life feels messy, i it turns out i crave a good, clean, white wall. i managed to stick to my philosophy and not asking them to do anything specific. I just encouraged them to be near that white wall, desperately trying to not sound desperate. for god's sake, get near that clean white wall and give me mental clarity. A week of not so natural photographs, it felt foreign but was probably really good for me.