For over two decades, photography was my language of witness—a way of tracing the fragile threads of humanity through conflict, displacement, resilience, and quiet acts of hope. That practice taught me to see beyond the surface of things, to find meaning in the interplay of light and shadow, in the silences that speak as loud as any story.
Today, my work has become something more personal and intuitive: a journey into the unseen. Rooted in photography, my images now unfold as layered compositions—pigment ink on handmade papers, waxed textures that glow like relics, moments caught between memory and myth. I let the work emerge slowly, led by emotion, curiosity, and a sense of reverence for the land and its echoes.
This shift has also transformed my relationship with narrative. While I still use film as a documentary tool—amplifying voices and stories that demand to be heard—my art itself has become a space for mystery. A space for the things that can’t be explained, only felt.
These images are not answers. They are offerings: glimpses of the sacred that lives in landscape, in ritual, in the quiet corners of the everyday. In them, I seek to honor what remains unseen, and to share that sense of wonder with others.