Maryland

This one begins with my parents’ home, and in particular, my mother’s garden.

For this collection, I chose a single, deliberate constraint: to never step beyond its borders. Every photograph, every sketch, every recording was made within this small patch of Maryland.

What started as a limitation has become liberation. By returning to the same places each day, I am slowly discovering that nothing is ever truly the same. A fading blossom, the humming of bees in hydrangeas, light streaming in through a window…

The flâneur does not need to travel far to find beauty. Only to learn how to not simply look, but really see.