Mastering light, shadow, and the representation of human truth. My shutter or brush stroke begins in the hush between breaths—the moment before a street exhales, before a gesture becomes a memory. I move through Southeast Asia the way a careful listener moves through a song. Being patient, alert, and waiting for the note that tells the truth. My works are born from that quiet hunger to witness and honor. I learned discipline in the armed forces and sharpened my vision as a law enforcement officer. Those years taught me to move like a shadow, to see the world’s complexities without flinching. They gave me the kind of eye you can’t buy, can’t mimic, can’t fake. It’s an eye built on discipline and being unafraid of silence, watching people at their most honest and most vulnerable. An eye that knows when a moment is worth preserving, when the world aligns then pressing the shutter and trusting it. I craft platinum palladium and silver gelatin prints because they carry weight, real weight. The kind that survives fire, flood, and time itself. These prints aren’t made to impress the moment. They’re made for those who understand permanence, who know that a well-made photograph is a form of prayer.  My paintings are overflows of thoughts and emotional feeling from my photographic creations. Light and shadows are my vocabulary. Chiaroscuro is my grammar and humanity is my subject. Showing that shadows are not absence but presence, that darkness carries its own quiet grace. Allowing shapes to structure my scenes with every line, every gesture, and every fold of light chosen with intention. My vision is simple. I want to place in your hands a print that feels lived-in, has humanity, and eternal. Something you don’t just hang, but you keep. You return to. You let become part of your meaning. Each print is a fragment of my journey through temples at dawn, monsoon alleys slick with stories, river markets that glow at blue hour, quiet kitchens where a single flame lights a lifetime. These are not postcards. These are offerings, my visual truths distilled through discipline, devotion, and the patience of analog craft. I thank you for recognizing the labor, the honesty, and the spiritual weight behind every sheet of fiber paper I pull from the tray. My intention is clear—to build a legacy of light and shadow strong enough to be handed down, quiet enough to breathe, and true enough to belong in the company of those who cherish the art of seeing.