
Don’t you love it when your steps have steps?

Don’t you love it when your steps have steps?


The natural greyscale of the corner to my apartment.

At the end of this hallway is the way out. But it doesn’t mean it’s the right way.

I was searching for the abstract within intentionally engineered spaces.

Taken from the window of my friend’s loft in St. Louis during an Easter brunch.

I walked into class, which was apparently canceled, and saw a view I’d never seen before, that of my professor.

A never-ending wall of storage lockers.