Carpe Diem

To be on the road. To watch the world as it breathes, as it shifts, reveals itself, and hides again. To have desires and dreams—and walk towards them. To capture fleeting moments before they slip into the past.

Every second is different. A rare image appears after a long wait—only to vanish in an instant, as if teasing. A moment that, with a wave of a wand, becomes the past. I like to be there for it. I try to preserve what is disappearing. To paint with light on the sensitive surface of film.