Stone Still Holding Breath
The corridor was open to the sky, but it felt enclosed—not by roof or wall, but by something quieter. Presence, perhaps. Or patience.
I stood long enough for the shadows to shift and the air to warm. Nothing called for attention. Still, the light arrived. Still, it touched the dancer above the doorway, and something in her softened.
This image began with silence. It remains there.
light touches the wall—
not to illuminate it,
but to listen well
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$250
Preah Khan Temple, Angkor, Cambodia — 2021
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)
Light does not ask whether the roof remains. It enters anyway—through stone, through silence, through the long corridor of memory.
Captured before dawn in the Hall of Dancers at Preah Khan, this image reveals a chamber both open and intact, broken and breathing. Rain has passed. The roof is gone. And still, the apsaras lean above the doorways as though they remember something sacred. In the distance, the stupa gathers shadow and quiet—a centre not of form, but of presence.
Standing before this scene, I felt no urgency. The long exposure was not a technique, but a way of listening. Later, in the studio, I shaped the photograph through chiaroscuro and hand-toning—guiding it gently toward the spirit I met that morning.
This signed and numbered archival pigment print is crafted on museum-grade Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, offered in a strictly Limited Edition of 25 + 2 Artist’s Proofs. Each print is hand-toned individually and accompanied by a Certificate of Authenticity.
Let it be a still point—where breath, shadow, and memory remain.
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