
Everyday life as sensitive material I don’t search for grand events.I look for what happens every day. A cup left...
Poetry is born from silence, turning feelings into words and touching where the voice cannot reach.

Everyday life as sensitive material I don’t search for grand events.I look for what happens every day. A cup left...

Everyday life as sensitive material I don’t search for grand events.I look for what happens every day. A cup left...

Everyday life as sensitive material I don’t search for grand events.I look for what happens every day. A cup left...

Photography as a silent confession There are days when words don’t come.They fail. On those days, I write with light....

Everyday life as sensitive material I don’t search for grand events.I look for what happens every day. A cup left...

When less becomes more in photography Not every image needs to be loud. Some photographs live better in silence.They ask...

A daily exercise in noticing details Before technique, there is the eye.Before equipment, there is observation. Photography taught me how...

The difference between looking in a hurry and seeing with presence We move constantly.Through streets, through people, through days. When...

On looking, silence, and what doesn’t need to be explained There are photographs that don’t ask for captions.They ask for...