Invisible Night
Most don’t. They move through me quickly, turn on lights, shut their windows, pretend I’m not here. And so, I disappear. But then someone stays, still, quiet, watching. That’s when I begin to exist, I start to hold weight, I start to look back. I’m no longer just darkness. I’m a place. A body, and you are inside it.
Have you ever wondered if I’m alive?
A presence
A presence I could feel, shifting the air and always just out of sight.
I never saw it. But I felt it, in the air, in the stillness, in the light that didn't sit quite right. Something had just passed or was about to arrive. This series is a trace of that presence.
Be Jelly
Whenever I encounter jellyfish, I feel the powerful essence of Mother Nature.
Lights and glow
Happy Together vol.3
