Listening Between Stone and Dawn
Moss beneath my soles, damp and cool. A lone bird calls, then vanishes into grey. I wait in the hush before sun. Two faces emerge: one dark, one luminous. Not statues, but presences—aware, enduring, impossibly kind.
I do not frame them. I am framed by them. I become the camera’s stillness, its breath.
Face to face with centuries,
I walk the breathline
between stone and rising light.Dust of lost devotions
settles on my tongue—
warm iron,
silent chant,
a root gripping deeper into shadow.One carved mouth leans
into its dawn-lit twin;
something passes between them—
not speech,
but knowing.
Later, in the darkroom, I will follow this same rhythm—one of devotion, not technique. What passes between stone becomes silver. What remains is breath.
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From Mountain to Monastery
Angkor Wat survived by learning to change its posture. Built as a summit for gods and kings, it became a place of dwelling for monks and pilgrims. As belief shifted from ascent to practice, stone yielded to routine—and the mountain learned how to remain inhabited.
Why Theravada Could Outlast Stone
Theravada endured by refusing monumentality. It shifted belief from stone to practice, from kings to villages, from permanence to repetition. What it preserved was not form but rhythm—robes, bowls, chants, and lives lived close together—allowing faith to travel when capitals fell and temples emptied.
The End of Sanskrit at Angkor
The final Sanskrit inscription at Angkor does not announce an ending. It simply speaks once more, with elegance and certainty, into a world that had begun to listen differently. Its silence afterward marks not collapse, but a quiet transfer of meaning—from stone and proclamation to practice, breath, and impermanence.
$260
Bayon Temple, Angkor, Cambodia — 2018
Limited Edition Archival Pigment Print
Edition
Strictly limited to 25 prints + 2 Artist’s Proofs
Medium
Hand-toned black-and-white archival pigment print on Hahnemühle Bamboo — a museum-grade fine art paper chosen for its quiet tactility and reverent depth, echoing the spirit of the temples.
Signature & Numbering
Each print is individually signed and numbered by the artist on the border (recto)
Certificate of Authenticity
Accompanies every print
Image Size
8 x 8 inches (20.3 x 20.3 cm)
Dawn gathers in Bayon’s corridors like water in a stone bowl, cool and unhurried. Two faces emerge—one cloaked in the last breath of night, the other brushed by the first silver syllable of morning. Their exchange seems less carving than thought made visible.
In this suspended hush, centuries contract to the width of a heartbeat. The terrace beneath me belongs to no empire, only to presence: stone inhaling light, exhaling stillness.
I pressed the shutter only when my breathing matched the temple’s. Medium-format black-and-white film accepted the moment’s slow cadence; in the darkroom I polished shadow and glow as one turns prayer beads, until compassion stirred within the grains. Hand-toning followed, gifting each print its own quiet pulse.
This strictly limited edition of twenty-five prints (with two Artist’s Proofs) rests on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper whose warm fibers cradle silver and carbon like earth cradles seed. Signed, numbered, and accompanied by a certificate of authenticity, each piece is a silent threshold of reflection.
May it find the wall where your own silence waits.
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Previously titled ‘Face Towers I, Bayon Temple, Angkor, Cambodia. 2018,’ this photograph has been renamed to better reflect its place in the series and its spiritual tone. The edition, provenance, and authenticity remain unchanged.
