2023.10 October Obviations I spent most of October at the deep end of the pool of depression. Many good people in my life got me out of the house. I brought my camera with me. Photography helped me stay...
2023.09 September Sadness After suffering a loss, being present in the moment comes at a price. The mind screams to be left in peace. No more stimuli. Please let me be. It’s not my life anymore. Reality, foreign and unrecognizable, hurts at the slightest...
2023.08 August Agony How do you untangle twenty years of a relationship and five years of trauma from your mind? Especially if the choice to part ways was not yours? Memories of the moments past haunt you like ghosts. Objects light as a feather become impossible to...
2023.05 May Mischiefs Why do I shoot what I shoot? Can’t tell you. Not sure myself. Since the beginning, my photography was always a kind of meditation, a chance to lose myself in the process, to pay attention, learn how to look. A camera is an excuse to...
2023.04 April Ambiguities My feet hurtled through the month of April, like in one of those dreams where you walk down a staircase, trip, leap to catch balance but realize mid-air that you’ve leaped too far to land well, and just as your feet connect with the...
