The Hour After
There’s a softness to this image that feels intentional. Not fragile, but private. Shot at blue hour, just after sunset, it balances two opposing forces—intimacy and...
There’s a softness to this image that feels intentional. Not fragile, but private. Shot at blue hour, just after sunset, it balances two opposing forces—intimacy and...
Fifteen Tickets is pure American dusk, bottled and backlit. She stands at the edge of the midway—neither part of the crowd nor separate from it....
There’s a stillness in Sundown Luau that almost contradicts the scene—a communal dinner, bodies in motion, sunset thick in the air. And yet, she’s perfectly still....
There is something archival about Field Study. As if it were discovered in a forgotten contact sheet, perfectly preserved and oddly modern. Her gaze is...
Across From Her captures the elegance of the unposed—the quiet magnetism of a subject not performing, just existing. The look she gives is not staged,...