I capture life in images – minimalist, like a whisper in the noise, often blurred in a way that reveals more than sharpness ever could. The camera is my compass, the world my space, and yet in every moment I search for the invisible: that which breathes between the lines.

In portraits, I dance with emotion – sometimes loud, sometimes quiet, always real. I don’t want masks or poses, but people as they are: raw, fragile, strong. A glance that flickers, a smile that falters – that’s what remains when the shutter clicks. Authenticity is my promise, never a surface-level presence.

In landscapes, I chase feelings carried by the wind and held by stone. Rugged Iceland with its torn vastness, the silence that screams, the light that fractures in shadow – I capture it.
Sometimes from above, with the drone painting new perspectives on textures, lines and forms that surprise even me. Sometimes on the ground, where the earth whispers and trembles. Then there’s rustic Tibet, where dust and time shape the mountains, or the colors of Mexico – a firework of red and gold that dances where the sun burns. Spectacle and stillness, altitude and depth: my images hold both, without choosing sides.

I’m quiet, but not silent – a family soul who comes alive in nature and loses track of time with friends. The world calls, my home holds me. Between the deep pull of an espresso and the sharpness of Mexican spices beats my heart – close to the earth, eyes to the sky. Photography is not a profession for me, but a dialogue – with you, with myself, with what has been and what’s yet to come.