“I wasn’t built for time clocks—I was built for vision. For chasing light through my lens, capturing moments most people miss, and turning feeling into frame-worthy art. The 9–5 was never meant for someone like me. I follow my dreams with a camera in hand and passion in my chest, creating the life I once only imagined. This isn’t just work—it’s purpose, it’s freedom, it’s art.”

“Missed Trains & Brass Dreams”

In the stillness between arrivals and departures, he waits—not for a ride, but for a rhythm.

The trumpet in his hand has stories the world hasn’t heard yet, while the one beside him lies silent, like a voice once full of promise.

He doesn’t chase the crowd; he watches it pass, grounded in his own tempo.

Some days, the platform is a stage. Other days, it’s a reminder that not all journeys come with applause.

But he stays—half hope, half harmony—because music has always been his way of moving forward.

Photo by: Tiara Nicole 🎺🖤