For three years now, I've been drawn back to the Oval Tavern in Croydon, watching something beautiful take shape in that dimly lit space. "Their Majesties" isn't just another event – it's become a place where people write their own stories through looks across the room and all the things that don't need words.

This event holds something precious. For so many people here, it's the one spot for miles around where they can finally exhale, where they don't have to perform or hide or apologise for who they are. The event creates this bubble of safety where the complicated parts of being human – all the messy, wonderful ways we exist in the world – get celebrated instead of questioned.

I started photographing this because I was captivated by the obvious things: the performances, the laughter, the pure joy of it all. But the longer I spent there, the more I found myself pulled toward quieter moments. The real magic happens in the spaces between – when someone drops their guard completely, when the room goes still between songs, when people connect in ways that feel both ancient and revolutionary.

These images are my attempt to hold onto those in-between moments. The conversations that happen without speaking. The relief that settles on someone's face when they realize they're safe. The particular kind of tiredness that comes from constantly having to explain yourself to the world and the particular kind of rest that comes from being somewhere you don't have to.

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