Sisters

This photograph was taken at the top of the Scramble Square Tower in Tokyo, Japan. My mom is half Japanese and she has 3 sisters so this in a way reminds me of them.

French Breakfast

Ten Commandments

Time Machine

Au Grand Palais

À La Brocante

I’ve always loved brocantes. They remind me of the I Spy books I spent hours with as a child, searching every corner of the page for something I hadn’t noticed before. The longer you look, the more the picture changes. A forgotten clock. A porcelain bird. A bicycle. A chair that…

Door #43

Who am I?

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Sisters

This photograph was taken at the top of the Scramble Square Tower in Tokyo, Japan. My mom is half Japanese and she has 3 sisters so this in a way reminds me of them.

French Breakfast

Ten Commandments

Time Machine

Au Grand Palais

À La Brocante

I’ve always loved brocantes. They remind me of the I Spy books I spent hours with as a child, searching every corner of the page for something I hadn’t noticed before. The longer you look, the more the picture changes. A forgotten clock. A porcelain bird. A bicycle. A chair that…

Door #43

Who am I?

—

Sisters

This photograph was taken at the top of the Scramble Square Tower in Tokyo, Japan. My mom is half Japanese and she has 3 sisters so this in a way reminds me of them.

French Breakfast

Ten Commandments

Time Machine

Au Grand Palais

À La Brocante

I’ve always loved brocantes. They remind me of the I Spy books I spent hours with as a child, searching every corner of the page for something I hadn’t noticed before. The longer you look, the more the picture changes. A forgotten clock. A porcelain bird. A bicycle. A chair that…

Door #43

Who am I?

—

Sisters

This photograph was taken at the top of the Scramble Square Tower in Tokyo, Japan. My mom is half Japanese and she has 3 sisters so this in a way reminds me of them.

French Breakfast

Ten Commandments

Time Machine

Au Grand Palais

À La Brocante

I’ve always loved brocantes. They remind me of the I Spy books I spent hours with as a child, searching every corner of the page for something I hadn’t noticed before. The longer you look, the more the picture changes. A forgotten clock. A porcelain bird. A bicycle. A chair that…

Door #43

Who am I?

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