I take photographs as if I were touching a wound that has never truly healed. It's not just light I chase, but something more fragile, almost imperceptible: the moment when a person stops defending themselves and lets themselves be seen for who they are. In that instant, I breathe slowly, as if I could disturb the soul before me.

The camera is an extension of my body, but above all of my silence. Through the lens, I feel empowered to truly look, without social filters, without haste. It's an intimate, almost secret act. Every face I encounter becomes a territory to be explored with respect, with a delicacy that I sometimes fail to allow myself in real life.