Listening to Rain-Warmed Stone
The first touch of rain is gentle, almost hesitant, softening the warmth still stored in laterite. My open palm hovers a finger’s breadth above the stair; heat rises like an unseen tide. A guardian lion, eroded yet steadfast, watches the mist slip between his ribs. I wonder what vows he keeps.
The towers disappear, reappear—breathing cloud. I stay below, letting the camera fill with anticipation. Somewhere inside the storm a darker resonance begins to pulse, and I feel the frame align around it. Light is no longer something to grasp; it is a thought unfolding in stone.
The stair does not rise
but opens—
a vein of ancient heat
cooling in rain.Water beads on the lion’s mane,
each droplet holding
an entire sky.I wait until thunder
utters a single syllable.
Then silence,
wider than belief,
falls through me
like a door unlatched.Stone remembers
only the first footfall
of a god
and waits,
patient with centuries,
for the next.
When the exposure finally lives, I feel skin prickle as if watched from within the stair itself. Later, in the darkroom, I will tone each layer until the hush of that gaze returns, luminous and unbound.
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Where a Name Could Not Follow
A boy in the sandstone quarries beneath Phnom Kulen learns the first law of sacred building: not strength, not speed, but attention. Where a Name Could Not Follow imagines the life of an unnamed Angkorean stone-master whose hands helped move mountain into temple — and whose name vanished where the stone endured.
The Apsara Against the Assembly Line
In the darkroom, the print rises slowly from the tray: silver darkening into shadow, stone gathering itself from blankness. At Angkor, the apsaras offer the same lesson. Though repeated in their thousands, each waits to be seen. Against the assembly line of speed and sameness, slowness restores the soul’s signature.
The Wall That Still Holds Them
Two presences endure within a wall that no longer closes seamlessly around them. One withdraws into shadow; the other comes further into the light of legibility. Around them, fracture, erosion, and carved stone become a single field of custody, where grace survives within damage, not beyond it.
$895
Pre Rup Temple, Angkor, Cambodia — 2021
Limited Edition Archival Pigment Print
Edition
Strictly limited to 7 prints + 2 Artist’s Proofs
Edition Number
This listing is for the first numbered print from the Large Collector Edition: 1/7
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
28 x 28 inches (71.1 x 71.1 cm)
Storm gathers over Pre Rup with the gravity of an ancient hymn, each rumble folding cool rain-air into the courtyard’s porous stone. In that charged half-light five towers rise like weathered psalms, their open doorways breathing mysteries older than speech.
The temple itself seems to inhale, quincunx of spires mapping Mount Meru against a sky of restless pewter. Water varnishes laterite; every stair glistens like first light made tactile. Stillness moves here, and movement is a kind of stillness.
I waited motionless in the rain, the lens open and listening, my breath slowed to the tempo of thunder. Across the glass the stair became a dark river of ascent, and for a suspended moment I felt looked-upon rather than looking—a brief recognition between presence and stone.
Developed in the studio, the negative received chiaroscuro’s quiet guidance, depth coaxed from shadow, hush teased from light. Hand-toning followed, layer on layer, until the print held the low hum of rain and the unseen pulse of gods.
Each archival pigment print is made on museum-grade Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, strictly limited to 25 with 2 Artist’s Proofs, and signed and numbered on the border recto—an offering of rarity, craft, and devotion.
Should this storm-lit stair find a home with you, may it become a silent threshold where breath, shadow, and spirit meet.
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Previously titled ‘Pre Rup Temple, Study I, Angkor, Cambodia. 2021,’ this photograph has been renamed to better reflect its place in the series and its spiritual tone. The edition, provenance, and authenticity remain unchanged.