Seventh Summer
On the seventh day, creation reached its quiet end—and there was rest. The peace  
contemplating the divine work. The stillness that followed what was built with care,
the pause that honored what was shared, and the ache that arrived with letting go.

This body of work is not about a place or a narrative, but rather an atmosphere.
Seven years of photogrpahs serving as a testimony to all the emotions that filled the
spaces between two lovers,  and the solitude that lingered, even in companionship.

Seventh Summer, 2025