I was 16 when I started on my self-taught photography journey, and back then I used it as an escape from my life at home. I was sneaking into places I wasn’t supposed to be in and doing dumb, dangerous teenager shit. I had no idea what to do with myself, and where to go… and I was angry. Every time I made progress and found a place that I thought would house me, circumstance and chance would get in the way and ruin it. I never found a place that I could just stay in forever, and I needed that really badly. Today, after almost 6 years of healing and searching for answers, it’s hitting me that belonging is a bespoke experience. A state of belonging is not meant to last forever, and that’s what makes it beautiful.

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Through 6 years of raw and honest documentation of my life, I was able to explore the relationships, traumas, and experiences that were necessary for me to understand where I came from, and where I belong today.

butterflies n hooligan shit is about finding your place in the world...

[spoiler alert]

there isn't one.