How did you get started in photography?
It's funny, because writing was my first love, followed by painting, then sculpture and production. Photography came much later, although in many ways it had always been part of my life.
My family has photo albums dating back to the 1950s. My grandmother is a bit of a hoarder, and growing up, I spent hours looking through black-and-white and sepia-toned photographs. I was fascinated by the lives they held, by the feeling that a single image could preserve love, memory, and a moment that would otherwise disappear. I also watched a lot of films as a child, and I think cinema taught me to pay attention to light, colour, and the emotional weight of an image.
My uncle was the photographer in the family. He had his own darkroom and photographed everything and everyone, especially me. Looking back, I think what stayed with me was the intimacy of being seen and cared for through the act of making them, more than the photographs themselves. Photography became synonymous with love, preservation, and witnessing.
Although I only began making photographs myself about two years ago and using them for collage work, I wasn't consistent at first. In 2021, I met my best friend, who completely changed my understanding of photography as an art form. Like many people, I had once believed it was somehow less significant than painting or other visual arts. He challenged that assumption and helped me see photography's immense creative and emotional possibilities.
I've now been photographing consistently for the past eight months, dedicating myself to research, experimentation, and building a body of work. More than anything, I hope to contribute to a broader understanding of photography as a deeply expressive artistic medium, one capable of creating work that is every bit as powerful, moving, and beautiful as a painting. I've never wanted anything more.