two years ago, a run away spaghetti noodle curled up into the shape of an abstract heart in the bottom of my sink. I titled the photo “love happens in the sink.” 

ever since the noodle, I’ve seen, experienced and (obsessively) captured love happening (in the form of naturally occurring heart shapes).

since love was meant to be shared, “love happened there” is my humble attempt to share loves many occurrences through photographs and captions. so, tell me, where is love happening?

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