The craft was never about framing what is seen—
it has always been about chasing what is quietly felt.
A sigh between words, a stillness before a vow,
the texture of emotion just before it becomes memory.
it has always been about chasing what is quietly felt.
A sigh between words, a stillness before a vow,
the texture of emotion just before it becomes memory.
Each shoot is less a task and more a meditation.
A slow unfolding of light, shadow, silence—
where meaning isn’t composed, but discovered.
I follow what flickers, not what declares.
A slow unfolding of light, shadow, silence—
where meaning isn’t composed, but discovered.
I follow what flickers, not what declares.
As an image-maker, I don’t seek perfection.
I seek presence—
the kind that hums beneath ritual,
that stirs quietly inside the chaos of celebration.
I seek presence—
the kind that hums beneath ritual,
that stirs quietly inside the chaos of celebration.
The world moves fast, beautifully loud—
but I’m drawn to the pause.
To the metaphor waiting behind a moment.
but I’m drawn to the pause.
To the metaphor waiting behind a moment.
Thank you!