Northeast / Southeast

For the past three years, I have found myself deeply engrossed by the nation’s capital. The city itself is a microcosm of what occurs nationally for Black Americans. Proliferated gentrification sweeps eastward across the city, choking the Black population’s past majority. With a quick glance, one can see remnants of that ever-prophecized Manifest Destiny that America so desires. The remaining whispers of beauty and community in freshly gentrified Black neighborhoods immediately commanded my attention. The suffocating anxiety of an ever-perilous American experience––felt by all races––so close to the heart of the nation sent me out to photograph. The pride worn on a grandmother's face fresh out of church, three girls sitting in communion just behind a fence, and the hands of a Black man elevated in prayer all elucidate the range of Black experiences in this country.