You will find no titles under the images. It is a choice. A title would close the meaning, and I prefer to leave it open. What is melancholy to me may be contemplation to you; what I read as strength, another feels as tenderness. Every portrait remains a threshold onto which to project one's own life, and in this sense it is never finished: you complete it, as you look at it.
Then there is a moment that for me counts as much as the shot, and that is the print. A photograph, as long as it stays on a screen, is still a promise. It becomes real when you bring it onto paper, when it acquires weight, matter, a surface you can brush with your fingers. That is where the image stops being a file and becomes something to keep.
Look at them slowly. If one of these gazes says something to you, or if you would like a portrait of your own or a print, write to me.
