[snapshots]

who am i? i’m not a pixel peeper— i used to be a pixel pusher, now i push pixels. these are simple snapshots taken from my daily routines, a captured moment in time... not technical showcases. this section isn’t about perfection. it’s about presence— quiet interruptions, a blur that refused to wait for the shutter. these images aren’t planned—they’re noticed. Each one a kind of found sentence, like their titles. sometimes reverent. sometimes irreverent. but always honest to the moment that paused long enough to be named.

this is my slow conversation with the world. it happens in sidewalk cracks, glances, reflections, overgrown corners.
no need to understand it.

these are the things i stare at while daydreaming,
the ones i kept— for reasons i couldn’t always explain—
except that they made me feel something.

[haiku for you]
grain like whispered breath
blurred outlines of a lost thought
light forgets to fade