“When the Lotus Didn’t Stir”
The stone was still breathing. Not with sound, but with a warmth that remained after rain had left the corridor. I crouched just beyond her gaze, careful not to enter it too directly. She faced the morning with a quiet so complete it seemed impossible she’d been carved.
The lotus she held had softened. Its edges had blurred from weather, yet the gesture endured. Her fingers still curved with intention. There was no pleading in it. No performance. Only the offering itself.
I set the exposure and stepped back. Long exposures ask for more than time—they ask for stillness in return. I gave what I could. The rest came from her.
Her face never asked—
but light answered.
The wind passed
without stirring
the lotus.Shadow ran its finger
down her shoulder,
pausing
where rain had stayed.I kept the shutter open
until the hush inside me
matched the hush in her.
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$895
Banteay Kdei Temple, Angkor, Cambodia — 2023
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)
The corridor still carries the hush of vanished rain. In that hush, an apsara lifts a lotus—not in ceremony, but as quiet offering. Her smile curves like the memory of water.
At Banteay Kdei, where stone breathes beneath banyan limbs and light takes its time, grace lives not in perfection but in presence. This carving, worn by centuries of weather and worship, seems to glow from within the ruin’s silence.
I stood before her in stillness, camera on tripod, the moment unhurried. One long exposure on medium-format black-and-white film captured what I could not name. In the studio, I shaped the chiaroscuro by hand, layering tone and shadow until the image recalled the breath I felt between her and the dawn.
Printed as a hand-toned archival pigment print on museum-grade Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, each impression is part of a strictly limited edition of 25, with 2 Artist’s Proofs.
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