She Said the Anniversary Was “Only for Family” — So I Stopped Paying and Flew to Paris Instead

body, a week in November to shoot a personal project I’d been planning for two years, a set of prints for my apartment walls from my Paris series. Each purchase felt slightly foreign, the way any new practice feels before it becomes normal.

In the spring, a gallery show came together. Six weeks of work, thirty images, a small opening in a space I liked.continue reading …