People die while others favour politics. There are no winners, nobody is perfect, nobody is safe.
Microcosm – Plague
Microcosm – Power
Microcosm – Blame
Microcosm – After
I went to the sea with my camera for the first time in a long time. This photo essay is part of me exploring my creativity. I have promised myself to be bolder and to test my voice, rather than stifle it. For me. it is surprisingly hard to do so through the medium of photography. If I could paint as well as I would like, I would have far less reservation with a canvas and brush. It has been invigorating to explore fine art photography. Even if I turn out to not be good at it, giving myself permission to explore has had a huge impact on my perspective.
