DOES HE
THINK OF ME? 02

My First Time Alone...
 This project marked my first time placing vulnerability at the heart of my self-portraiture. Created during a freezing New York winter at 3 a.m., following a personal heartbreak, these photos reflect the sadness and isolation I felt in that moment. Perched on a railing overlooking the river, I sought to capture the lingering ache of yearning for something more yet feeling its absence. The images convey an intimate exploration of loss, longing, and resilience.

My First Time Alone...
 This project marked my first time placing vulnerability at the heart of my self-portraiture. Created during a freezing New York winter at 3 a.m., following a personal heartbreak, these photos reflect the sadness and isolation I felt in that moment. Perched on a railing overlooking the river, I sought to capture the lingering ache of yearning for something more yet feeling its absence. The images convey an intimate exploration of loss, longing, and resilience.

My First Time Alone...

This project marked my first time placing vulnerability at the heart of my self-portraiture. Created during a freezing New York winter at 3 a.m., following a personal heartbreak, these photos reflect the sadness and isolation I felt in that moment. Perched on a railing overlooking the river, I sought to capture the lingering ache of yearning for something more yet feeling its absence. The images convey an intimate exploration of loss, longing, and resilience.