This series is a departure from my usual practice — no constructed sets, no planned narratives, no built worlds. These images were found. A straight road disappearing into the distance, the line where sea meets sky, two strangers alone on a beach, an empty subway car from the 1970s. Many have no figures at all, which is unusual for my work — and yet the stories feel just as present. There is something about a horizon line that has always pulled at me: the way it keeps calling you forward, the way you move toward it and it keeps extending, always just out of reach. I am drawn to the composition as much as the narrative — there is something in a horizon line that never stops asking you to keep going.