Why I Wander...
I'm a visual storyteller driven by curiosity and the call of wild places. From the golden dunes of Dubai to the lush jungles of Indonesia, I aim to capture moments of stillness and soul—those quiet in-betweens that often go unseen. My travels, from Morocco’s rich textures to the silence of Namibia, are more than just destinations. They're invitations to slow down, look deeper, and connect with the world in an honest and meaningful way.
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ABOUT ME
I’ve always felt most at home in the in-between moments—the way the wind moves across a desert ridge in Namibia, the sound of prayer echoing through a quiet morning in Morocco, or the feeling of standing completely still beneath the trees in Indonesia.
I travel not just to see, but to feel. Photography is how I hold onto those feelings and share them with others. There’s something powerful about being behind the lens in unfamiliar places—the chaos of a Marrakech street or the quiet solitude of a canyon in Bali. For me, storytelling isn’t just about what you see in the frame; it’s about the story behind that stillness.
Every photo I take is a memory tied to a moment of presence—sometimes joyful, sometimes heavy, but always honest. From Dubai’s architectural scale to the untouched corners of Indonesia, I’ve learned that beauty is not always loud. Sometimes, it’s the softest thing in the scene.
"For me, photography is the art of remembering how it felt to stand there
in the wind, the quiet, the vast unknown."
recent blog posts

NAMIBIA
Beneath the Fading Sky
Someone waits where the shadows blend, a quiet pause no need to pretend. The wind may whisper the world may race yet they are anchored

NAMIBIA
Sesriem ‘six rawhide straps
They named it Sesriem ‘six rawhide straps’ because that’s how far settlers had to lower their buckets to steal water from the canyon’s grip 🏜️

NAMIBIA
Deadvlei, Namibia: A Place Time Forgot
Deadvlei is where silence meets soul—900-year-old trees, cracked earth, and a desert dream.

USA
Colorado Heights: My First Climb
“You don’t need to feel ready—just brave enough to start.”

MOROCCO
Textures of Time: Exploring the Soul of Fes
A maze of stories woven through ancient walls. Fes pulled me in with its color, chaos, and calm—where every turn felt like a discovery, and getting lost was part of the magic.