Reverence
For the unnamed woman on 6th and Bleecker, June 1, 2025
She didn’t look away.
In a city that trains us to avert our eyes — from pain, from truth, from each other — she met the lens with an unflinching softness. This wasn’t about defiance. This was about recognition. The frame became less about capturing and more about being captured — by a moment, by a stranger’s humanity, by the invisible thread between aperture and the soul.
