there is a quiet, anonymous space where presence is felt most through what is missing. it is a pursuit of seeing the self in the gaps.
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these are dots already connected by invisible threads, gathered and laid out to see how they breathe together. there is a soft, meaningful weight in this state of being—a lingering in the threshold of being both here and not.
here & not
the image becomes anonymous because it ceases to be about my "vision" and begins to be about the "what it feels like"—the qualia of the space itself.
in my practice, seeing has devolved into a game of hide-and-seek. i’ve reached a point where the choice of what is "worth" photographing feels like a strange gamble against my own limitations.
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there is a quiet, confronting comfort in deliberately not choosing the "best" frame—it is an act that feels deeply personal, yet entirely indifferent to the world’s expectations.
in the visible and the invisible, maurice merleau-ponty describes perception as a "chiasm," a constant, shifting exchange where the world hides as much as it reveals, suggesting that seeing is an active, bodily entanglement rather than a passive recording.
