I’m a photographic artist based in Sydney, Australia, with work shaped across Europe and beyond.
I spent decades documenting the world as it presented itself, grand events, refined appearances, and beauty arranged to be ired. But over time, that began to feel hollow to me.
I found myself drawn not to the light in someone’s eyes, but to the shadow behind it. What began as documentation became a search for something quieter and more honest. Less seen, more felt.
My practice now moves between light and shadow, stillness and movement, between what is held and what is allowed to fade. I’m drawn to what lingers after, to memory, mood, and the imagined.
The images I create aren’t documents.
They are spaces between, impressions more than descriptions, fragments of mood, like the trace of a dream just before waking.
Each series explores a different part of that search.
Silent Facades turns toward the quiet dignity of forgotten places, streets and structures softened by time, where absence becomes its own kind of presence.
Between Light and Shadows is a monochrome meditation on the fragility of memory, marked by tonal shifts, scratches, and imperfection.
A World Between Dreams is the most imagined, cinematic and painterly, shaped by a love of light, colour, and longing.
Often, I blur or obscure the image, not to distort reality, but to reach what lies just beneath it. The trace of a memory. The edge of a dream. What’s unclear becomes a space to feel. What fades becomes something to return to.
This work is not about clarity.
It’s about presence.
The breath you take when light hits just right, and you’re not sure if you’re ing or dreaming or waking up.
I hope these pieces offer a place to land quietly, softly, even for a moment. A hum you might only notice when everything else goes quiet.
Each work is printed with archival pigment on cotton rag paper, preserving tonal depth and texture and the quiet gravity of what the image holds.
These are not works made for speed or generated by algorithms.
They are shaped slowly, through light, memory, and time.
They are limited because meaning, when it’s real, must be rare.
Thank you for being here.
I hope the work resonates in some small way, wherever you are.