As brutal as Covid was — and as deep as that collective wave of depression felt — for some of us, it also broke the cycle. We were free from the grind, from repetition… even if just for a little while.
At the height of COVID, after being locked down for nearly a year and starved of all things green (except for the ones who became plant parents, of course), I was desperate for some kind of nature fix. So, I convinced my then-roommate and French model, Florianne, to do a little shoot at the park. The biggest and closest one? Prospect Park. True to her roots, Flo showed up with a pack of cigarettes and the longest baguette I’ve ever seen in my life. We ended up turning the shoot into an impromptu picnic — wine, bread, and a break from the madness.
c.2020 — Prospect Park
