The sharp edge is cutting; my finger holds cold. I long for the polished and also the soft.
UNFOLDING – Schleusingen, Germany, 2025
Photographed 2025, Schleusingen, Germany | Published 2025
Do I seem transparent to you?
My heart is beating.
Strongly embraced by light.
I am transforming, breathing, and yearning to expand.
Though I am not healed, I can speak again, and I’m ready to belong.
REMEMBER THE WIND – Mini Series, Leipzig, Germany, 2025
A breeze, and everything turns to stone.
In this place of silence, I found red leaves that told stories in the wind.
AUTUMN WINDS IN THE MOUNTAINS
Photographed 2024, Leipzig, Germany | Published 2025
There are moments when time seems to slow down and what is important and dear to us fades into the earth.
The sky is above me; they are below me.
In the storm of the wind, they cut through the icy blue.
DANCING LEAVES
Photographed 2024, Leipzig, Germany | Published 2025
I thought the world was standing still.
I moved; it moved, and I stood on top of it.
While the leaves danced, I learnt to let go of what was there before.
KEEPER OF GUNUNG AGUNG – Amlapura, Bali, Indonesia, 2021
Photographed 2019, Amlapura, Bali, Indonesia | Published 2021
A lion is greeting me.
A being emerging from motion and stasis.
A silent guardian born from water and ash.
The creature, firm, watches.
It maintains balance beneath the shadow of the sacred mountain.
Floating between light and shadow, waiting for the moment until it vanishes back into the sea.
GOLDEN VEIL
Photographed 2020, Saarburg, France | Published 2020
A glimmer of sunlight, revealed and hidden as a veil.
It danced, jumped, and swept around, and then—
silence.
A choreography made from the sun’s blinding rays, only for a moment, on an old house in France.
Fleeting.
But I remember.
WRAFTS OF MIST—Amlapura, Bali, Indonesia, 2019
Photographed 2019, Amlapura, Bali, Indonesia | Published 2020
I let the world disappear and rebuild everything.
Grain by grain, mountains and ravines emerge, swallowed up by mist.
Grains in black and white.
Is it heaven?
Is it hell?
A wave.
Water flows in, creating something monumental.
And then—it’s gone.
Swept away by the current, and I start all over again.
DEFORMATION – Sanur, Bali, Indonesia, 2019
The ripples around me feel alive.
Flowing.
Forming their own path, drawn by their own language across the surface.
A spirit invoked from the folds of the earth.
A place where things are shaped.
The most solid ground might shift beneath me.
It changes.
But I remain whole.
LINGERING – Lucerne, Switzerland, 2018
I catch myself asking:
What does it mean to linger in a world that never stands still?
Standing still is synonymous with death.
I move and change; I expand and hold on.
Everything is spinning. It’s just too much.
I want to stand still, but I keep moving.
This form could have lingered for aeons.
Floating in its movement and still trying to expand.
It’s matter, both solid and fluid.
A testament to slow, patient change.
Do I decide to stay?
RIPPLES OF SACRIFICE – Koblenz, Germany, 2018
My mind wanders, and lime deposits trace ripples frozen in time.
Like memories fossilised in stone.
Currents that never truly stopped flowing.
And rusty, bloody reds engulfing this firm basalt stone.
It drew me near, this place near the river, in this city I visited once in my childhood.
Koblenz’s old Balduin Bridge—
Scarred by war, torn down, rebuilt, and still standing strong.
I’m reading, and I lose myself in the history of the country I grew up in.
Dive into my nature photography and abstract surface designs.