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My first memory is observation

I was 17 when I first held a camera. It became my eyes, my voice - a way to express what words couldn’t.

Object and subject come into focus through the prism of the lens.  All points merge into one, and I integrate with the world outside.

Layers of life, seen through the human eye, become decisive, fleeting moments. Light passes, moves into another time.

In our shared chemistry, we transform.

 

​Photography is alchemy.​

Between one human and another, between human and nature, between human and technology, between human and time.

I hold this alchemy in both my hands and my heart

I observe you - and through you, I see the world; A story is felt, and for a moment, becomes eternal.

An observer
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