It's hard to exist in Los Angeles without a car.
Driving was the way I’d escape my suburban oasis as a teenager, and the vast expanse of the city was my route.
Decades later, driving is now a different experience.
It’s a walk down memory lane. A dance with ghosts whose stories have been long forgotten. How many others have danced here before?
The Small Hours is an on-going portrayal of Los Angeles during the time between night and day break; a period that renders the quiet moments in a city that rarely is.