Madrid On Film
20-episode photo diary with soundtrack pairings, custom hover captions, and editorial storytelling.
you learn so much about yourself when you're figuring things out in a new place. every hoosier deserves to experience that.
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about
i build calm, photo-first digital stories around identity, place, and memory. madrid on film is my anchor project: a 20-episode visual diary built from studying abroad.
this site keeps my personal vibe, but now uses a universal portfolio structure that can grow with new projects, writing, and experiments.
featured work
20-episode photo diary with soundtrack pairings, custom hover captions, and editorial storytelling.
photo sequencing, caption writing, and mood-based layouts focused on calm, emotionally clear narratives.
html, css, vanilla js, github pages, light performance optimization, and content-first interface design.
journey
the full madrid on film sequence stays intact below: 20 episodes, 80 photos, and the personal captions that shaped the semester.
first week: jet-lagged, underdressed, and pretending i wasn't overwhelmed.
sounds like holocene · bon iver
i didn't know what kind of city madrid was yet, so i just kept looking up.
one yes. no plan. complete leap of faith.
sounds like run away with me · carly rae jepsen
i said yes before i felt ready, and the city met me halfway.
homesick days. lonely days. the week you almost went home.
sounds like homesick · noah kahan
nobody talks about the part where it's hard before it's good, but it was worth it.
everyone asked why madrid. nobody accepted "it felt right."
sounds like this must be the place · talking heads
some cities choose you back, and madrid made it easy to stop explaining.
third choice. backup plan. total accident.
sounds like home · edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros
the ones you travel with weren't plan A either, and now i can't imagine any other version.
slower mornings. longer coffees. no rushing.
sounds like put your records on · corinne bailey rae
nobody here knew who i was before, and i let my pace change.
first-gen kid. far from home. standing in the rain in madrid.
sounds like ribs · lorde
to be young and abroad and just exist without explaining yourself is the whole thing.
met in a kitchen. bonded in three days. friends forever probably.
sounds like we are young · fun.
our erasmus friendship survived airports, time zones, and post-semester silence.
last coffee. last walk. last time pretending it wasn't the last.
sounds like the night we met · lord huron
i started counting my last walks before i was ready to call them last.
still living it. already missing it. both things true.
sounds like august · taylor swift
the last weeks of a semester abroad feel like showing up and saying goodbye at the same time.
arrived unsure. left softer. left louder. left more myself.
sounds like bloom · troye sivan
i came here not knowing who i was becoming, and madrid knew before i did.
one week. no wifi. completely unserious.
sounds like island in the sun · weezer
the ones you travel with turned a cheap flight into sun, atlantic, and good memories.
tenerife was warm and easy. madrid felt heavier coming back. like you knew something now that you didn't before.
sounds like the 1 · taylor swift
tenerife was easy. madrid was heavy. both necessary.
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contact
open to creative collaborations, storytelling projects, and internships.