Fleeting moments while going elsewhere.
I feel an urge to constantly document the now, a way to burn a specific moment forever in my brain. Photography is kind of my memory bank that I can always go back to.
wondering where these strangers are now and if they remember this specific instance of their lives.
I find comfort behind the lens, a sort of shield from the fast-paced world around me, a place where things slow down and everything becomes quiet.
The photos on this page were shot on film, and what makes shooting film unique for me is the fact that it forces you to commit to the moment. There is no do-over because you don’t know how the shot will come out. In looking back, the only moment that exists is the one on the negative, and nothing more.