Spaces in between. The flashes of technical lights and outlines of unused tunnels between stations, a lonely technician working on god knows what underground. The lights of other people’s homes seen from street level, each a window into a different life. The people...
In the tension between places, there exists a space we often travel without knowing we trespass on somebody else’s sacred ground. A passerby, a visitor, an intruder. For some, the world shrinks with each journey they take; for others, the world grows smaller when...
A cracked electricity meter stands guard by every door, easily mistaken for a postbox. Take a few steps back, and every house will tell you its dilapidated story of life and neglect. Read the layers of stone, crumbling mortar, abandoned attempts at renovation,...
Your experience of any city merely reflects what you brought there with you in the first place. You can find my new photo album from Lisbon HERE. Social media takes more than it offers. I let my readers decide if they want to share my work. If you enjoyed the read or...
A new album of images found in search of stillness. HERE Social media take more than they offer. I let my readers decide if they want to share my work. If you enjoyed the read or connected with the photographs, send this to a friend. Thank...
In the 80s, science fiction writers—half of them scientists—entertained the idea that black holes could be gateways to other dimensions, or wormholes connecting distant edges of the universe. An invisible web like a four-dimensional anthill. In reality, we...
In a world of shoulds and shouldn’ts, our steps follow the shoehorn. Locals here. Tourists there. These shops, please, are where you should spend your money. Oh, don’t go there, there’s nothing interesting there. Only normal people’s lives,...
