I grew up in a small town that is slowly fading.
Stores closed, streets grew quieter, and time started to feel heavier.
But within that stillness there was beauty, and within that roughness there was space to grow.
Stores closed, streets grew quieter, and time started to feel heavier.
But within that stillness there was beauty, and within that roughness there was space to grow.
The contrast between decay and quiet beauty shaped the way I see.
It taught me to notice details, to value atmosphere, and to find meaning in places that are often overlooked.
It taught me to notice details, to value atmosphere, and to find meaning in places that are often overlooked.
These images are a thank you to the place that raised me.
To the harshness, the silence, and the moments of light that made me who I am.
To the harshness, the silence, and the moments of light that made me who I am.
