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What I once understood as street, was never about the street itself; but a perspective. Raw, direct, unapologetic grit. This sensibility was shaped long before the camera, through a mix of abrasive countercultures during my youth. Looking at this work now, I see that same energy carried through each image. From quiet, tender moments to more confrontational ones. I move between being inside the frame and observing from a distance.
Call it street, call it stream of consciousness—perhaps it exists somewhere in-between.
8.75×11 (Portrait)
424 pages
Soft Cover
100lb Uncoated
First Edition of 50
What I once understood as street, was never about the street itself; but a perspective. Raw, direct, unapologetic grit. This sensibility was shaped long before the camera, through a mix of abrasive countercultures during my youth. Looking at this work now, I see that same energy carried through each image. From quiet, tender moments to more confrontational ones. I move between being inside the frame and observing from a distance.
Call it street, call it stream of consciousness—perhaps it exists somewhere in-between.
8.75×11 (Portrait)
424 pages
Soft Cover
100lb Uncoated
First Edition of 50