China

It’s funny how something as simple as a camera can change the way you see the world. For me, that shift happened in China—somewhere between 2005 and 2011, during those six unforgettable years I called it home. What started as a casual habit, snapping moments to remember the chaos and charm of daily life, quietly grew into a full-blown obsession.

Even after I moved away, I kept finding reasons to return—again and again. Each visit pulled me back behind the lens, chasing the light that dances differently in every province. There’s something magnetic about the contrast there: neon-lit metropolises humming with life one day, mist-draped rice fields whispering in the wind the next.

My photos, I suppose, are my way of holding onto that duality—the pulse and the peace. China isn’t just a subject to photograph; it’s a conversation I keep having with a place that never stops surprising me.