Car parks. Walkways. Underpasses. The corners of parks nobody stops in. These are the in-between places – built for everyone, noticed by almost no one. You pass through them without thinking. That’s exactly what makes them interesting.
Inspired by photographers like Arkadiy Kurta and Ruslan Lobanov, I’m exploring what happens when the human figure turns up in spaces like these. Not performing. Not posing. Just briefly, quietly there — long enough to make you look twice and wonder what you actually saw.
The locations are chosen carefully. Quiet, semi-public, often deserted. Working quickly, read whatever the moment gives us – light, weather, the small sounds of a city going about its business – and then we’re gone. The work asks for momentary partial nudity only. A slipped strap. A lifted hem. A brief reveal. Nothing more than that.
The idea is simple. Even in the most public of spaces, a private moment is still possible. Fleeting, unannounced, belonging entirely to the person having it. The world keeps moving. Nobody needs to know. But the camera was there.
That’s the real double-take. Not just the moment of wondering what you think you just saw – but the moment of realising that busy places have their own kind of solitude. That intimacy doesn’t need four walls. That a private moment can exist anywhere, if only for a second.
The same logic applies indoors – a deserted café, a quiet waiting room, a corridor between one place and the next.
These images exist for that double-take. The moment where something incontrovertibly human interrupts an ordinary world – Like a familiar face glimpsed in a crowd. By the time you’ve turned to look, you’re no longer sure it was ever there.