For Fatherâs Day, I decided to set up my own little at-home studio. That meant dragging my poor mom with me to B&H in Manhattan, both of us hauling a full backdrop stand and a C-stand all the way back to Queens like the boxes werenât towering over us.
Once we got home, I realizedâI had no white backdrop paper. So I raided my momâs linen closet for every spare white bed sheet she had. Then came the next hurdle: no clamps. When I asked my dad, he looked at me and said, âAll I have are industrial tool clamps,â as if that would be a problem. Spoiler: it kind of was.
I spent the next hour pinching and folding and steaming, trying to make those bed sheets look like anything other than bed sheets. But you know what? It didnât matter. The setup wasnât perfect, but the day was fun.
Happy *very late* Fatherâs Day â¤ď¸đ¸
A late Fatherâs Day đ
Took these on Fatherâs Day and then got stuck in the editing process. Hung out with another cool dad the other day @apogee_films and he immediately just got it. Helped with the edit and got me inspired to finish editing the rest of the shoot.
Appreciate dads đŤĄ
Lights x Bowery Ballroom.
Many many years ago, my sisters and my cousins took me to my first concert in Central Park to see one of our favorite artists, Lights. Last week, I got the chance to see her perform again đĽš
I used to steal my sisterâs IPods to listen to your music because I wasnât old enough to have my own.
I canât describe what an honor it was to be in your crowd and take a photograph of youâ¤ď¸
Strangers in a Room
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I started reading âThe Artistâs Wayâ this past week and honestly... I failed at doing my Morning Pages alreadyđ BUT Iâm a few weeks into shooting consistently again. I'm not sure why I put so much pressure onto everything I do but I'm doing my best to just enjoy creating.
PS. I got a sketch bookđ tbh I don't know where to start but if you have any ideas lmk
Here lies međĽ
A version of me who was hurt. A version of me that was insecure. A version of me that was angry. A version of me that loved so hard too quickly.
All of these versions of myself were worthy of love and patience. Iâm sorry I didnât feel that way at the time.
Rest easy.
Parking lot songs by Felinah France đ¤
Working on this project back in Spring 2024 got me back into photography and I couldnât be more grateful.
To my sweet cousin and the best roommate. Iâm so so proud and so excited for the remainder of this project to come out.
Going back through my 2022 archivesđď¸
I judged myself so harshly back then which is ridiculous given I was just starting out. But anyways, a lot of love went into these photos and Iâm so happy that theyâll finally see the light of day â¤ď¸
