‘New York: First Light’

This series was taken at the very start of my photography journey, when everything felt new, uncertain, and alive. Wandering through the streets of New York with a camera I barely knew how to use, I found something I hadn’t felt in a long time: clarity in observation. The city gave me a backdrop loud enough to drown out doubt, and subjects so abundant they made silence impossible.

These images aren’t polished. They reflect the early rhythm of looking: uneven, instinctive, full of questions. But even then, I was chasing something real. The faces in passing, the quiet theatre of the street. This was where I first realised photography could be a way of seeing myself.

A way of staying present. A way of coming back.