باتي سميث، خارج الركام، 1974

I hung this next to my desk and keep catching myself staring at how the rubble contrasts with her stillness. The black-and-white grain feels almost like a contact sheet from that era. Couldn't be happier with how it captures that quiet, contemplative mood.

The way her eyes catch the light in that derelict room—it’s haunting in the best way, like you’re right there with her in that quiet 1974 moment. The black-and-white print has a deep, archival feel that makes the debris and her dark clothing almost tactile. I keep catching myself staring at it for a

The texture of the print paper really brings out the grit in that abandoned building. It feels like you're standing right there with her in 1974.