Projects

A second glance becomes a revelation.

She’s inside the headset.
We’re behind the camera.
The print behind her watches us both.

One mirrored ceiling. Dozens of strangers.
Energy, caught between floors.

Four years. One wine bar. 298 photographs.
A fragment of Florence, caught in time.

The body as form. Curve, light, tension and presence.

Comets I was lucky enough to witness. Brief encounters across thirty years.

Not ink on skin, but symbols emerging from beneath it.

Urban portraits after dark. Encounters lit by neon, moonlight, and chance.

Proportion as poetry.
The divine spiral revealed in flesh, form and shadow.

“The principle behind all things is water.” — Thales A series that returns to the source.