THE MORNING WE ELOPED I

A garden caught between concealment and bloom. The Morning We Eloped traces a quiet passage through tulips, white blossoms, and deep green shadow—three photographs that feel less like a place than a private memory. Romantic, fleeting, and held just out of view.

Printed in Brooklyn on museum-grade archival matte paper — acid-free and lignin-free for preservation and tonal clarity.