Mirror

Mar 18, 2026 | Writings, Photography

Me, on the street Waking up at 3:30 AM means I went to bed at 9 PM. Between the silence and coffee, ideas are born. But today, nothing comes to mind. Have my springs already dried up? I wonder. I sent an SOS to someone whose character captivated me so much that I...

Beauty

Mar 16, 2026 | Writings, Photography

Garden of earthly delight Throughout history, the sense of beauty has been overturned many a times according to what happened in that period in time, to now. Now, beauty is a urinal, soup can, even a blank canvas. It’s whatever the artist deems to be...

Painting with a camera

Mar 9, 2026 | Photography, Writings

3 sons under a strong mother I have always wondered why people buy my artwork. This also serves as a crucial criterion that must be met when I am editing my photographs. Is it because they want to hang it on a wall and constantly gaze at it? Does the piece speak to...