Drifting
There are moments when the mind unanchors.
Not lost, but drifting—
between thought and silence,
between clarity and noise.
This series is a quiet descent into those in-between spaces.
Where the self becomes vapor, cloud, static, haze.
Where emotion takes shape in color,
and the body simply holds it.
Each portrait is not a person, but a presence.
A glimpse into what it feels like,
to be still
and shifting
















