after sundown streets belong to the whiskered
 
who walk them with grace
 
perched, watch from above
 
rule from their comfy seats, from behind the window

once the sun’s down you’re an intruder
 
an inferior being
 
just as you always are
 
but who would sacrifice a nap in the sun

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.

Three slices of the streets

Three slices of the street art

All photos taken earlier this month (June 2021).