Photography, for me, is a journey of discovery, an ongoing dialogue between effort, curiosity, and expression. Over the years, I’ve dedicated myself to understanding some of the where, the what, the when, and the how, of this ever-evolving craft.

What I have gained in return is more than technical skill. I have discovered a visual voice, one that tells my stories, gives form to my thoughts, and speaks both to me and of me. Photography has become the way I preserve fleeting moments and give shape to inner narratives. It is how I have begun to understand my own creativity.

In recent years, I’ve found particular fulfilment in creating both small and large bodies of work, each one, a visual thread within a wider tapestry. These projects allow space to explore, to make mistakes, and to grow. I often liken them to verses in a poem or chapters in a book; fragments that together build deeper meaning.

Often, these bodies of work begin with what I call photographic doodles—casual, intuitive image-making done without pressure or expectation. Like doodling with a pen, these images come from a place of play and observation rather than perfection. Collected over time, they reveal patterns, emotions, and unexpected connections.

Alongside my photographic practice, I have begun exploring bookbinding as a way of presenting and celebrating my images. Creating, editing, selecting, and then sequencing the images, honing the story they tell and then, page by page, stitch by creating a beautiful, nearly perfect, bound book, allows me to experience a sense of completeness. To then be able to share these finished works with family and friends, and even strangers, is truly wonderful.

After nearly thirteen years with camera in hand, I find that my photography today, is rooted in observation, shaped by curiosity, and sustained by a love of visual storytelling; one frame, one book, one quiet moment at a time.