Time Standing Still
There is defiance in stillness. In Time Standing Still, the subject—with a towering afro and a bomber jacket drenched in vintage neon—locks eyes with the camera like a time traveler issuing prophecy. His presence refuses to be timestamped. Every hue on his jacket is louder than words; every curl in his hair sings an era. He does not move, because he doesn’t need to. Time, in this image, yields to him.