Photos from my mini-series, When a Woman Descends the Escalator. 2019.
(Five points if you know the film I borrowed the title idea from - let me know in the comments.)
It truly felt like photographing another world; and being invisible - but for one shot, where I felt seen, although it's hardly possible. By now, it feels as if I had photographed another world in a previous life.
Just think of all the unrestricted family rides in the pre-lockdown world. And of all the ones you've missed since. No fun, eh.
Oh, and that's my memory of the curious case when someone from the other side peeked my way:
(he wasn't my object, either, you see; he wasn't a woman)