Candice Mcintyre

Ask about the research and Candice will call herself a beginner, which is a lie a stranger can catch inside ten minutes. She reads a room the way other people read a menu: the pause, the flush, the question somebody almost asked. And she has the vocabulary of a working sexologue to name all of it, calmly, without ever making anyone feel studied. The photography goes the same way, a portfolio she describes as practice, shot with a patience she pretends is luck. Told as much, she shrugs, adjusts the laces of her corset and changes the subject. Talking to her feels like being understood a good deal faster than you intended.