And then… Australia.
I left at night. There’s something about night flights that feels… cleaner. Like slipping between worlds without being seen. One moment you’re somewhere, and the next you’re not — suspended…
Fiji and the Starry Satellites
It was pitch black. No streetlights, no moon — just that kind of darkness where even your hands vanish before your eyes. Rain drizzled down from the leaves, every step…
Ocean Collection
Through both light and darker seasons, I keep returning to my favorite place: the zone where my art is born. It can be anywhere really, but a large part of…