McGinley’s Tokyo

McGinley photographs youth like it’s the realest thing in the world—that specific honesty of people caught existing before the image takes. His work usually needs space: wide light, open ground, room to breathe. Tokyo is the opposite—density and compression, visual noise layering over itself. I’d want to know what happened when his restless eye met that. Did the city change how he sees or did he just compress the energy he already had, make it sharper, tighter, stranger.