Self-Taught Moms

Walk into Shakora Wood’s apartment and you’ll notice something strange: light.

Light may not be an abnormality in most of the country, but here in Brooklyn, light is a rare gem, a distant real estate dream. It covers everything in Shakora’s apartment—from her perfectly set table, complete with four table settings, to the cat, napping on the apartment floor, to her two kids, grooving along to their karaoke machine.

In this home, light is everywhere.