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A self-portrait series of silhouettes, caught in borrowed neon and quiet evenings. These are fleeting, everyday moments which are turned into still, visual echoes.
Each pose is a stance, a poise, a vibe, an expression. For those who’ve ever felt the need to express themselves without showing their face...The body says enough. Own a captured mood. Each piece holds a part of my world, now waiting to become part of yours.
It's always around 8 PM when the neon sign from the barber shop across the street casts this incredible red and green glow through my window frame. The way the light hits the wall...It's just so fleeting, so surreal and it sparked something in me. 🤔
I grabbed my camera and began capturing my own silhouette, letting the glow shape the mood. Later, through subtle adjustments, I turned those simple moments into an ethereal visual story, in which color, shadow, and memory blur into something almost dreamlike.
It's always around 8 PM when the neon sign from the barber shop across the street casts this incredible red and green glow through my window frame. The way the light hits the wall...It's just so fleeting, so surreal and it sparked something in me. 🤔
I grabbed my camera and began capturing my own silhouette, letting the glow shape the mood. Later, through subtle adjustments, I turned those simple moments into an ethereal visual story, in which color, shadow, and memory blur into something almost dreamlike.
A self-portrait series of silhouettes, caught in borrowed neon and quiet evenings. These are fleeting, everyday moments which are turned into still, visual echoes.
Each pose is a stance, a poise, a vibe, an expression. For those who’ve ever felt the need to express themselves without showing their face...The body says enough. Own a captured mood. Each piece holds a part of my world, now waiting to become part of yours.
It's always around 8 PM when the neon sign from the barber shop across the street casts this incredible red and green glow through my window frame. The way the light hits the wall...It's just so fleeting, so surreal and it sparked something in me. 🤔
I grabbed my camera and began capturing my own silhouette, letting the glow shape the mood. Later, through subtle adjustments, I turned those simple moments into an ethereal visual story, in which color, shadow, and memory blur into something almost dreamlike.
It's always around 8 PM when the neon sign from the barber shop across the street casts this incredible red and green glow through my window frame. The way the light hits the wall...It's just so fleeting, so surreal and it sparked something in me. 🤔
I grabbed my camera and began capturing my own silhouette, letting the glow shape the mood. Later, through subtle adjustments, I turned those simple moments into an ethereal visual story, in which color, shadow, and memory blur into something almost dreamlike.
