Whispers in the Stone

The first breath of dawn slips through the jungle and finds her waiting—an apsara hewn from rose sandstone, poised as if the next beat of the drum might set her free.  Around her, carved foliage curls like held incense smoke, and the corridor listens for centuries already passed.

In this recess of Banteay Srei, silence is not absence but presence: a pulse beneath the lichen, a murmur beneath stone.  Hamsas lift her form as if remembering flight, while her fingers echo a gesture the body no longer remembers—but the soul does.

I met her in that breathless stillness, camera cradled like an offering.  The sky hung low and grey, yet the air shimmered with presence.  I waited until the light settled fully into the moment, then opened the shutter—eight seconds of reverence entrusted to film.

Crafted on medium-format black-and-white film, the negative was shaped using chiaroscuro and gently hand-toned to recover the warmth of that dawn hush.  Each print is made on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, museum-grade and soft to the eye.  The edition is strictly limited to twenty-five prints, with two Artist’s Proofs.
Receive her quiet radiance as a threshold of reflection.

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