My first steps into a darkroom happened when I was 14 years old. In spite of a phenomenal failure processing my first roll of 120 film straight out of a Lubitel, I have never stopped since then. Photography which, for me, used to be about people, objects and actions has narrowed down to the magic of light. Photographing has become that constant awareness and quest of these epiphanies when the world reveals itself in a harmonious dance, a metaphor for the magic life—thence my returning to black and white, a minimalistic rendering of light, open to "atmospheres" (Bill Brandt).
