The Story Behind the Lens

Some people journal. I shoot.

Every image I take begins without a plan. I don’t photograph what I see, I photograph what I feel. And sometimes, days or weeks later, that photo finds its match—a story that needed telling, a moment I’ve been carrying, a truth I’m ready to put into words.

Pairing my writing with black-and-white photography isn’t about art direction. It’s about resonance.
Tone. Weight.
A shared silence between image and idea.

So if the photo caught you before the words did - good. That’s how it works for me too.

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📍 March, North Estonia

The first warm days. That kind of warmth that draws people outside, cameras in hand. I wasn’t the only one chasing light - everywhere I turned, someone else was framing a shot. One woman even stepped barefoot into the freezing stream, pants rolled up, grinning like it was summer. The water was ice cold, but the energy was pure fire. I love how passionate people can be.