In a world addicted to color, black and white demands something rarer — presence. These frames are not just photographs; they are fragments of the city’s heartbeat, stripped to their essence. Shadows become architecture, light becomes fabric, and every subject carries the quiet weight of a story untold.
Through my lens, the streets are a runway and the people are unknowingly styled by life itself — elegance found in movement, stillness, and the space between. Each image is a reminder that style is not only worn, it’s lived.
