A bit of character, a drop of science and the mortal is immortalized.
Photography is a way for me to organize my time to look, know and love others. Gotthold Lessing once said: "Aspiration to truth is the most precious garanty of possessing it."
It is so with photography; an image to choose within an array of interdependent settings. Sonars that measure, photons that come together through a final click. A bit of character, a drop of science and the mortal is immortalized. Seasons succeed one after the other, time escapes, flees, and maybe even trembles when we confront the future with an image of the past.
Does the character of a photo change with time? We undoubtedly change, but are these changes already marked on the paper? Doesn't a photo have insight? Each captured moment will later bring a new meaning with each new preview. The materialized moment possesses the seed of change, and plays with what we believe about space and time.
A picture is a second breath on which we set our emotions the regenerate, and change. This principle comes to life when it comes to light.