In the subterranean glow of Bloomsbury Lanes, the room split into two frequencies.
It is a study in the diverging rhythms of motherhood: the neon chaos of the arcade versus a singular, spotlighted moment of stillness. A frame built purely on feel – the frantic hum of the games fading into a quiet, human sanctuary.
The Photographer’s Note Liam: “I was drawn to how the light partitioned the room – blue, electric energy on one side and a warm, anchored hug on the other. It’s a visceral moment that captures the sensory overload and the quiet connection all at once.”