Not every story is visible in the photo.
This space is for what happened before—or after—the shutter clicked.
Encounters. Silence. Surprise. Everything that shaped the frame.
She moved into the light without asking why. That’s something she does—trusts the moment, follows the feeling. The laughter came quickly. But not from something funny. More like a release. A shift. A quiet crack in the...
“Yes, people are my specialty. And truth.
Because in the end, truth is the most beautiful thing we can show.”
and it’s full of tips & hints
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She moved into the light without asking why. That’s something she does—trusts the moment, follows the feeling. The laughter came quickly. But not from something funny. More like a release. A shift. A quiet crack in the...
There’s this sentence from psychoanalysis: “Live your life to express the true you, not to impress others.” Photographer Vincent Peters once asked: “Do you want to impress with your images, or express through them?”...
It was early. Too early for plans. The light came quietly, soft across the water, and everything felt slower. Two walked toward the sun. One moved alone, to the side. I don’t know if he danced or just shifted his...