From down there, everything looks different.
Human bodies become monoliths.
Objects carry memory.
Authority bends. Nature stretches.

I’m not here to document events.
I’m here to feel tension, presence, and weight.

This is not street. Not reportage. Not landscape.
It’s something in between. Something closer.
Something that pulls me down and in.

My rule is not a cage.
It’s a door.

Get low. Get close. See more.