Hungarian Women in New York

In my own words

New York changed the way I see. Not the way I shoot — the way I see. I photographed Hungarian women who had chosen that city as their own, and what fascinated me was how identity travels: how you can carry a whole country in your pocket and still belong completely to Manhattan.

We shot on stairwells, on rooftops, on corners where the wind cuts through. Everyone had a story about the first winter. Everyone had a story about what they left. The pictures are about that double belonging — the thing you never quite resolve, and eventually stop wanting to.

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