Limited Edition Prints
impermanence
Made at dusk in Waikiki, as day yields to night
A fragile bubble drifts through the frame, weightless, luminous, brief
For a moment, it becomes everything
Then it disappears
A simple metaphor for life itself
its beauty defined not by permanence, but by presence
Beauty, I believe, exists only in impermanence
afterimage
Reflections layer the street into a single surface
where inside and outside quietly overlap
What remains is not the scene itself, but the trace it leaves behind
an image that lingers after the moment has passed
beholding
Seen through distance and soft interruption
the landscape does not present itself all at once
it arrives slowly, asking the viewer not to look, but to stay
allowing form and light to gather meaning over time
resonance
A single movement passes through the water
shaping the surface for an instant before releasing it
What remains is not the motion itself, but its trace
the way one moment continues to influence the next, long after it has passed