I photograph moments of existence as they 
appear to me — a present imbued with nostalgia. 
A nostalgia that silently inhabits the image, 
echoing both our personal and collective 
histories, and the ways we shape our lives, 
as individuals and as a society.

Sometimes they are fragments of lives, 
sometimes merely fragments of a gaze — but 
always, moments of reflection. A cold, 
unrelenting light allows a conflicting warmth to 
emerge — a warmth that speaks not to what is 
seen, but to what is felt.