Between Here and There

There are moments that pass before us every day that go mostly unnoticed. Moments caught between the simple action of inhaling and exhaling, when all shapes, shadows and light are momentarily balanced. They can be found during an evening downpour in the streets of Los Angeles; as a woman strolls through Pershing Square; in a man’s passing reflection caught in a collection of mirrors, or when a solitary figure fills out a small window of light while making his way home at the end of a day. Everyday moments where life quietly crescendos between here and there.