When Gold Became Gesture
The corridor was warm, the shadows soft.
A royal couple stood carved into the wall—still and upright, crowned and timeless. Before them, two attendants knelt, not in submission, but in reception. Their palms were raised gently, as though to receive something unseen.
I watched the sandstone take on gold. The jungle light, diffused by canopy and dust, poured inward and gave the relief its breath. Every figure seemed to lean, not toward motion, but toward presence.
It felt like something was arriving.
The film would hold it, just barely. But the real work—the alchemy—would unfold later. In silence. In layers. In hours of light remembered through shadow.
And even now, I do not think of it as capturing. It was a meeting. A brief exchange.
The gallery quieted—
not from absence,
but from arrival.Light entered
not as witness,
but as gesture—warmth
curling into stone,
then stillness
unfolding
into breath.The kneeling hands
did not ask.
They opened.And the world
became
a welcome.
Also in Library
The Weight of Light
In the hush before dawn, light gathers until waiting becomes prayer.
Long exposure teaches surrender — to breathe with time, to let the unseen complete the image.
What remains on film is not possession, but trust made visible.
The Silence Between Temples
Between one breath and the next, the world holds its pulse in silence.
Here, between temples, devotion hums without voice—light becoming memory, memory becoming air.
Step softly into the space where sound has already bowed,
and feel the sacred linger in what remains unspoken.
Hands of the Sculptor — The Craft as Meditation
In the hush of the galleries, the sculptor listens rather than strikes.
Each breath, each measured blow, opens silence a little further.
Unfinished reliefs reveal the moment when mastery becomes meditation—
when patience itself is carved into being,
and the dust that falls at a mason’s feet becomes the residue of prayer.
$250
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
8 x 8 inches (20.3 x 20.3 cm)
The corridor held its silence as the sun began to fall. In that narrow hush, light slipped through the jungle and touched the wall like breath. The carving—centuries old—seemed to stir, not with movement, but with inward glow.
A royal pair stood at the center, flanked by kneeling figures whose hands, lifted in reverence, caught the last warmth of day. This was not a scene of myth, but of return—light meeting stone in recognition.
I waited. When the moment gathered itself, I exposed one frame of medium-format black-and-white film. It felt less like taking than receiving.
In the studio, the photograph unfolded slowly. Through classical chiaroscuro and meticulous hand-toning, the image regained its warmth, its breath. Printed on museum-grade Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, and strictly limited to 25 prints with 2 Artist’s Proofs, each work is shaped as a gesture of stillness and care.
May this print serve as a silent welcome—
a resting place for light in your keeping.
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