Seen: Stories from the Road

There’s something deeply humbling about chasing light across the world. Wandering through the quiet backstreets of Japan, camera in hand, I found beauty in the smallest details — a flickering lantern, the rhythm of footsteps, the quiet poetry of everyday life.

In the Austrian, italian and French Alps, the mountains felt like something out of a dream — vast, timeless, and full of breath-stealing moments. Every frame was a conversation between light, shadow, and scale.

And then there was Triglav, standing tall and proud above Slovenia. Reaching its heights was less about the summit and more about the stillness — the wind, the silence, the sense that the world is both bigger than you and very much a part of you.

Each place left its own mark — and through my lens, I tried to hold onto the feeling. thank you joseph Nicéphore Niépce. for the device we now call a camera.