A behind-the-scenes tale of burnout, brilliance, and blind luck—the day I hit creative rock bottom and landed a dream gig anyway.

“I got the call, packed the bike, and left New York with 3,500 miles between me and what I couldn’t say out loud. A cross-country ride with ghosts riding pillion.”

I used to think the best images were the ones you planned—the ones where the talent hit their mark, the light spilled just right, and the whole damn thing looked like it belonged on a moodboard next to a quote from Tarkovsky and an ashtray.

But- the ones that stick with me? They’re almost always the throwaways.

Models Before 10AM is a photographic study of presence, distance, and the unscripted intimacy of early morning light. It captures women in lingerie not as objects, but as subjects in quiet states of thought- moments suspended between solitude and awareness. More romantic than erotic, more observational than performative, the work navigates beauty, loneliness, and permission without apology.

Some stories are too sacred to summarize. “One Day in September” pairs images and haiku to honor the ones who stayed, the ones who were lost, and the ones who still carry the silence.

“I came for Kubrick. I stayed for the typewriter. I left before being cuffed. A love letter to a forbidden moment at the Stanley Kubrick Exhibit in LA.”