A city where time has blurred the line between former grandeur and the struggle to survive. Here, the intellect of the past meets the hustle of the streets, and the elegance of old facades stands next to worn-out buildings where life is lived on the edge.
This series is not a story with a beginning or an end, but fragments of streets, shadows, and faces captured in fleeting moments. No one poses here, no one waits for the perfect light. Bucharest moves on its own—raw, contrasting, noisy—but in black and white, it reveals itself differently: in details, in textures, in depth.
I capture it as it feels—without embellishment, without explanation. Just the city and those who live in it.
