The Breath That Reveals Her
Mist drifted above the galleries, not lifting but curling—like a hand turning a page of silence. I had wandered higher than usual, drawn not by design but by instinct. The air changed as I climbed. I slowed without meaning to.
She was there.
At first, just a shape—crown against stone, one hand curved inward, a lotus folded like a whisper. Then, slowly, she became form. The closer I looked, the quieter I felt. She wasn’t hidden. She was simply waiting.
I did not reach for the camera. I stood there, still. The hush became something sacred, not empty. Eventually, I exposed the film. Much later, I would shape the light into form. But what stayed with me was this: she never emerged. She was always there.
She does not
emerge—she waits
until the air itself
is still enough
to hold her.What is divine
does not declare—
it presides.Her silence
was the first form
of light.
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$895
Angkor Wat Temple, Angkor, Cambodia — 2020
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
36.9 x 21.3 inches (93.7 x 54.1 cm)
She waits in the silence of the sanctum, where time has stilled and stone has begun to breathe. Before the sun could reach her, before even the birdsong stirred, she stood in shadow—soft-lipped, bare-shouldered, crowned in stillness.
This devata, carved high into the third tier of Angkor Wat, reveals not only the beauty of divine form, but the sacred patience of centuries. Smoothed by reverent touch and wrapped in the hush of dawn, her presence transcends ornament. She is not a relic—she is remembrance.
The photograph was taken on large-format black-and-white film using long exposure in near darkness. It was shaped using classical chiaroscuro techniques and hand-toned by the artist to honor the emotional atmosphere of the moment. The result is a print of deep dimensionality and reverent quiet.
Each signed and numbered print is rendered on museum-grade Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, in a strictly limited edition of 25 + 2 Artist’s Proofs.
She does not ask to be seen—she waits to be welcomed into silence.
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