Author: ~mimo~
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Reflections from Xposure: Showcasing Stories from the Field
I currently have the honor of exhibiting my work at the Xposure International Photography Festival in Sharjah, where my photographs are on view from January 29 through February 4 in the gallery of the The Big Heart Foundation. Being part of this festival, surrounded by photographers and visual storytellers from around the world, is both…
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Changing Course~
There are moments when life taps on the shoulder and says, “It’s time.” Today feels like one of those moments. For almost six months now, I’ve shown up daily, posting images and thoughts as a practice of presence and discipline. But something has shifted. As Saturn makes its return, it feels like a strong inner…
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When the City Dances~
Late summer in Düsseldorf carries with it a certain stillness, as if time itself is slowing down before the inevitable shift of seasons. This evening, around 9 p.m., our small photography group wandered along the riverside, and the light had that golden, lingering quality only late summer can offer. We didn’t expect music, but there…
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The Red Umbrella Dance~
We had no plan that evening, just the sea, the sand, and the last light of day brushing everything with warmth. My daughter picked up the red umbrella we had carried for shade earlier, and without a word, she stepped into the water and began to dance with the wind. It was one of those…
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Half-Told Stories~
There are times when an image surfaces in the editing process and stops everything. This man’s face did that. I remember taking this photo in Beijing years ago. His expression held something quiet but complex—like an unfinished sentence left lingering in the air. There was a strength there, but also a trace of something lost…
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The Viewfinder and the Road~
It’s strange how images can bring the past into such sharp focus. These photographs, tucked away for years, pulled me back into moments that feel both distant and intimately familiar. Each frame from China in 2009 carries the sound of the shutter, the scent of the landscape, and the silent connection formed with strangers met…
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A Portrait in Pieces~
This image began as a self-portrait, one I chose to deconstruct and rebuild—layer by layer—until it felt more honest. What emerged was a portrait of the fragmentation that creeps into daily life. Thoughts scatter, needs collide, responsibilities tug in separate directions, and through it all we keep moving. The visual noise reflects the inner one.…
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The Shape of Hope~
The author reflects on the weight of global conflict, contrasting it with a grounding moment captured in a photo of their daughter’s hand holding a starfish. This inspires thoughts on the intricacies of life and the cycles of history marked by division. Despite challenges, the author chooses hope, believing in peace and the potential for…