I take portraits of people I meet by chance — on the street, in markets, on temple steps, or in quiet corners of the world.
I don’t plan or stage. I follow instinct. I stop when a face tells a story.

I am drawn to eyes, hands, and the marks of time — the quiet evidence of a life that has been lived.
Joy, loss, survival, resilience.
All of it sits just beneath the surface.

My work is simply an attempt to see it.
To listen without speaking.
To witness dignity, softness, strength, and truth — exactly as they are.

Every face is a story.
I just try to hold the moment where it shows itself.