This work does not document the world.
It listens to it.

What unfolds here is not a story in images, but a sequence of emotional states — a set of atmospheres the body passes through while learning to remain inside experience. The photographs are structured as movements rather than chapters: thresholds, weather, memory, demolition, tenderness, re-assembly. They do not ask for interpretation so much as inhabitation.

Across these sections, landscape and psyche become inseparable.
A hedge is a boundary.
A tree is a pulse.
A field is a nervous system stretched across ground.

At times the work descends — into darkness, fracture, loss of orientation. At times it thins almost to silence. Somewhere along

the way, memory returns not as nostalgia but as a fragile architecture holding the self together. What finally emerges is not triumph or resolution, but a quieter possibility: preservation that feels less like armour and more like trust.

This is a project about staying. About learning how to be inside the world without abandoning it — or oneself.

Move slowly.
Let the images do the thinking.

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I — TH | Threshold
II — FD | Field
III — BD | Body
IV — BN | Burn

V — RC | Recall
VI — WW | Wintering
VII — MC | Mercury
VIII — RT | Return