I HATE MOVING

(ongoing project)

In this body of work, the goose becomes a quiet metaphor for the way we move through time — guided by instincts we barely understand, returning to places that never stay the same. Its flight echoes the fragile continuity of memory, the shifting patterns of family, and the silent weight of trauma.

My photographs follow this wandering path: traces of what fades, fragments of what remains. They are not attempts to fix meaning, but invitations to observe the subtle transformations within ourselves — the moments when we leave, the moments when we return, and everything uncertain in between.

This project is going to be a photobook