This collection is a reminder that not all stories need to shout. Sometimes, they whisper in grain, in shadow, in the stillness between motion. These moments aren’t tied together by location or theme, but by instinct: something felt just right before the shutter clicked. A bird on a wire. A swimmer drifting. A hat, a hand, a wisp of smoke. They’re pieces of life caught in black and white, not for nostalgia’s sake, but because stripping away color felt like the honest thing to do.