The Reflection That Knew Her Face
It began in silence, not vision. A shift in the golden air—barely a flicker—before the light touched anything visible. The corridor had gone quiet, even the insects pausing as if in prayer. I looked up.
She did not move, yet something in the stone had changed. The fire of the descending sun had found its path. Not directly, but through stone—through the scorched hush of the sanctuary, where light becomes memory before becoming flame.
My hands steadied the tripod, though it was not focus I needed. It was time.
Later, when shaping the print, I would recall that hush more than any detail. The negative held no noise. Only presence.
She did not shimmer.
The stone did not brighten.
But the wall
leaned inward,
and the light
did not land—
it bowed.
There was no gesture,
only stillness
becoming radiant.
And the name
was never spoken—
only carried.
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$270
Angkor Wat Temple, Angkor, Cambodia — 2020
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
11.75 x 5.6 inches (29.8 x 14.2 cm)
She stands in silence, not as a relic of devotion, but as its source—a solitary goddess set within the holiest sanctuary of Angkor Wat, receiving the last golden breath of day.
Carved high on the eastern wall—across from the setting sun—she does not perform. She does not turn. She remains. The shadows gather around her, but do not claim her. Her presence is more than stone. It is invocation.
The artist arrived in that hour of hush, when the air stilled and light bent inward, reflecting from the sandstone walls of the sanctuary itself. Standing before her, he did not seek a photograph. He awaited a blessing. The exposure was long. The silence, longer. The moment, eternal.
Captured on large-format black-and-white film, shaped with classical chiaroscuro, and later hand-toned in gold, the image echoes the light that once crowned her—not to mimic, but to honour.
Each signed print is hand-toned on museum-grade Hahnemühle Bamboo paper in a strictly limited edition of 25 + 2 Artist’s Proofs. It is offered as presence, not object.
Let her gaze become the stillness in your space.
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