Dance Hall (2024 - ongoing) is my observation and fascination of young New Yorkers rediscovering the warmth of traditional honky-tonk culture. In a world that often feels disconnected, my generation longs for safe and genuine human connection and touch. There’s something profoundly freeing about stepping into a space where you can shed pretense, be exactly yourself, and get invited to dance by a stranger. Growing up in the South, I’ve always been drawn to the beauty of these simple yet soulful traditions—the way they allow us to connect without barriers, to be real and unguarded. Over the past year, I’ve been documenting the people who make this unassuming hall their Saturday night refuge, where joy, authenticity, and true presence come together in fleeting moments of music and dance.