ICP Teen Academy
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Kaylin Jusino








Growing up I was passionate about dance and art, and dreamed of dancing professionally. That was stripped away from me, not because I lost interest, but because of health problems. I was a perfectionist and even when I couldn't physically move, I wanted to jump up and continue dancing. I've always struggled with my mental health and dancing was a hobby that took away a lot of my anxiety.
Losing this outlet can be especially heart-wrenching when you thought that it was what you will always have. I lost a piece within myself that quickly filled with spite and sorrow. Over time, my loss was replaced with something of equal value. Dance would be appreciated as a time in the past. With time, things change and it must be accepted. Photography was that hope to accept what was lost and then gained. I had redirected all these feelings to fuel my creative art. The art of waiting for the right moment to freeze the memory of time itself.
My personal vision project is a visual novel of the times I grieved, held hope, accepted change, and moved forward. Projected for the healing of myself and those identifying with the message. Projected memories and feelings by a dancer who went from being encapsulated in the dark to being embraced by a blanket of expectation and transformation. Like sand turned to glass by the waves, she dances my final dance and I embark on my photography journey.