The Listening Stone
A single thread of light leaned through the corridor, brushing one column after another like a hand passing over memory. Nothing moved. Even the stone seemed to pause in its own presence. I breathed slowly, afraid the moment might vanish if I exhaled too quickly.
This was not composition. This was listening. I waited until the breath within me matched the silence around me—and then, only then, did the image appear.
Nothing stirred—
not the moss curled at the base of the pillar,
nor the breath of wind just beyond the arch.The corridor did not end—
it disappeared.Stone held the light
as gently as it held absence.And I,
a shadow beside it,
waited for silence
to become form.
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$895
Ta Prohm, 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)
Here, light does not arrive. It returns—brushing the ancient corridor of Ta Prohm Temple with a hush so soft it feels inherited. One side of the gallery glows with early breath; the other listens in shadow. The space curves slightly, gently concealing its end. Stillness gathers in the silence between each pillar.
Captured just before dawn, the eastern gallery reveals itself not through spectacle but restraint. The air hangs with moss and age. No voice disturbs it. Every line of stone, every nuance of shade, seems shaped not by hand but by time held in prayer.
The artist entered this space as one would enter a sanctuary—with breath slowed, presence quieted. Using a large format analogue camera, he waited in long exposure for the light to speak. Later, in the darkroom, chiaroscuro shaping and hand-toning gave voice to that silence—layered until feeling overtook form.
This museum-grade archival pigment print is rendered on warm, tactile Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, in a strictly limited edition of 25 + 2 Artist’s Proofs. Each is signed and numbered by the artist and accompanied by a Certificate of Authenticity and Collector’s Print Folio Statement.
To welcome this image is to open a space where stone and breath remember each other.
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Previously titled ‘Gallery, Ta Prohm Temple, 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.