Fahad Raza

Couldn’t have cleaned the outside of my window even if I tried.
28 floors up. Zero survival instincts.
So winter handled it.
Showed up overnight and turned my bedroom window into a limited-edition art print.
I’ll allow it.

Toronto at golden hour.
The clouds showed up loud, the skyline stayed unbothered.
Sometimes the best flex is just… standing tall in the light.

Morning rain in Toronto. A 9-stop ND, clouds tearing past Old City Hall.
I wanted to see how stone holds still while the sky rushes on.

This building doesn’t move, but the city around it never stops.

Fall is just around the corner and it’s not a bad time for some fresh photos. 🔗Link to book in the first comment ⬇️