I started photographing in high school and for years, put my creative life on hold until 16 years ago when I began studying with Mary Ellen Mark in Oaxaca Mexico.
When the pandemic hit New York City, and with the purchase of a new smart phone the week before, I began documenting Central Park. With all of New York City closed, it was the only place of refuge during my morning walks.
I realized how deep the urge for human connection was, and the healing power of the park. And if I stopped to listen, everyone had a story and needed someone to tell it to.
It became more about the relationships and giving voice to many of the individuals that walk the streets unnoticed, and honoring their lives.