Neke Carson

"Light enters my bedroom each morning unannounced like it owns the place. It watches from the window as I turn my body to the wall and emit an unconvincing morning moan. But lately I have begun to embrace the light. And photograph it daily. As the morning Sun moves around my room it lights up all the evening fabric from the night before. I just say “Cheese” and take a picture of the evening fabric in morning light."

—Neke Carson