Street | Pacific Northwest

The restlessness. The restlessness of mind and body. The ringing in my ears. It’s non-stop. All of it. To live as an autistic individual and an ADHDer and to have tinnitus is to live without rest because my brain is always processing much more information than it knows what to do with. Street photographers take to the street for a variety of reasons. I’m an incredibly curious person who appreciates a real moment. An honest moment. How a moment organically unfolds in the environment without me meddling in its development. And I believe the everyday is worthy of art, so I take to the streets where the everyday discloses itself in unpredictable ways. But also - if I’m being honest - street photography is one of the few things that’s loud enough to override all the noise. All the restlessness. It quiets everything. Calms everything. Provides respite. After a decade-long hiatus, it’s good to be back on the streets with a camera in hand. Moving. Meditating. And making art.