Photography has never been a straight road for me — more like a companion that drifts in and out of my life, always returning when I need it most. I first picked up a camera (creatively) in my early twenties, borrowing a friend’s digital camera at university. A few clicks later, I knew I had to have my own. I saved every spare penny until I could buy a Sony Cybershot F707, and with it came a new way of looking at the world.
Since then, my relationship with photography has ebbed and flowed. I’ve carried heavy bags of gear through towns and cities across different countries, chasing light, angles, and fleeting moments. Many of those early photos will never see the light of day, but they taught me the value of persistence and the joy of seeing the world through a frame.
For a while, I tried the classroom route — City & Guilds Level 2, then onto Level 3 — but quickly realised that the best lessons would come from simply taking photos. A short-lived attempt at prom photography convinced me that staged smiles weren’t for me. What I craved was freedom — photography as a creative outlet, not a job.
Life has a way of pushing passions aside, and for years the camera gathered dust. But recently, with fewer responsibilities and more space to breathe, photography has returned. Where television and staring out the window fell flat, the lens offered something richer: focus, creativity, and connection.
Now, I’m back — not as a professional, but as someone who finds meaning in images. This website is my way of sharing that journey: the landscapes, the streets, the architecture, the moments of quiet observation. It’s not about perfection; it’s about expression. And this, for now, is where the story continues.