Category: Travel
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In Motion, In Between ~
There is something that happens when walking in a city like London. Time slips a little. You become part of a larger rhythm, but your own steps are still your own. Today on the street, a woman crossed in front of me with her umbrella angled just right, her hands full, eyes forward. She moved…
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A Split Second Back in Time~
There are moments when the eye sees something, and the heart reacts before the mind has time to make sense of it. Today, standing beneath the towering presence of Big Ben in London, I lifted my camera just as a plane sliced through the sky behind it. It was an ordinary scene, and yet, for…
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The Shape of Adaptation~
This photo from Myanmar, taken in 2016, captures a child amidst vibrant surroundings, reflecting adaptation’s essence. The rounded Burmese script originated from the need to prevent palm leaf tears, symbolizing how environment molds culture and identity. Our continuous evolution highlights adaptation as both survival and a creative force shaping our lives.
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The Lines That Carry Us~
Two photographs taken years apart in two very different parts of the world. One in Myanmar, the other in Düsseldorf. What do they have in common? I didn’t see it at first, but as I was going through my archive today, I landed on the first image of a woman walking through a sunlit path…
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Spiraling up~
Today brought a lesson that I keep relearning. I was having a productive, focused day, and then a thought crossed my mind. It was small, triggered by a minor event, but it was just enough to start a subtle spiral downward. I caught myself slipping into that familiar place of worry and anxiety—the one that…
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The Laughing Monk~
Today’s post takes me back to Myanmar, 2016, to a moment behind the monastery walls. I was lucky enough to wander past the formal areas into a quieter place, where the novice monks were bathing. Buckets of water, laughter, wet tiled floors, and the innocence of youth filled the space. I had my camera out,…
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The Pull of Unseen Roads~
Tonight I am choosing this image, because it is a very favorite one of mine. It captures a feeling I have carried for as long as I can remember — the feeling that I need to be somewhere else, even when I don’t know exactly where that somewhere is. Ever since I was a child,…
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Walking the Grid~
I came across this image today during an editing session—one I had taken more than two years ago at the Museum Voorlinden in the Netherlands. It stopped me in my tracks. It’s strange how an image can suddenly speak more loudly with time, as if it had been waiting for the right moment to be…
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Rainy Days and the Texture of Feeling~
There was something in the air today, a strange kind of stillness. It rained in Düsseldorf after many days of sunshine— but not the kind of rain that chills the bones. It was warm. Soft. A spring drizzle. And still, it felt unusual to me. Having grown up in Lebanon, where warm weather always meant…