A simple black and white project meant to create an etherial moody nostalgia found in 1940 noir films. Noir, I have always found to be delicate and decaying like ballet. The dance itself looks beautiful, but the act of ballet has historically deteriorated so many celestial human beings. Noir focuses on the delicacy of life, but surrounds itself around the decaying corpse of crime resulted of forbidden love, desperately stolen goods, and empty redemption.