Hidden City

While photographing from atop Manhattan’s skyscrapers, I became drawn to the way the city gathers in reflection. Along glass facades, streets and skylines reappear, layered and suspended high above the ground. Entire blocks drift across the surfaces of buildings, their forms shifting with the angle of light. What appears in those panes feels like a hidden dimension of New York, a second reality revealed through reflection and perspective.

From those heights, the city begins to reorganize itself in unexpected ways. Familiar landmarks break apart and recombine across mirrored surfaces, creating scenes that are both recognizable and strangely unfamiliar. Streets that run straight through Manhattan seem to climb skyward in reflection, while rows of buildings stack and overlap in ways that defy the logic of the grid below.

Seen from above, the movement of the city becomes quieter and more abstract. The city seems to exist in two places at once, grounded in steel and concrete yet hovering weightlessly in air.