May 2022
Urban Rhythms: Amidst the bustling hum of the metropolis, the zebra crossing stands as a harmonious interval—a place where the city’s vibrant life force pauses and plays in equal measure. Here, pedestrians become the transient notes of an unending symphony, their footsteps composing a momentary melody against the backdrop of honking horns and rumbling engines. Each stripe on the road is a key on the piano of the cityscape, played by the soles of a thousand shoes, while vehicles wait in anticipation, idling like the breath between musical phrases. The zebra crossing, a simple set of parallel lines, yet it sings a complex song of coexistence, choreographing the ebb and flow of urban life with the grace of a conductor's baton..
In my dark times
jan 2021
Checkerboard Solitude: In the stark clarity of midday, the checkerboard beneath my feet emerges as a metaphor for the light and shade that dapple my journey. 'In my dark times,' I stride across this urban chessboard, a lone figure cast in relief against the geometry of shadow and light. Each square I cross, a testament to the contrasts that define me—moments of brilliance pierced by stretches of doubt. With every forward motion, I carry my darkness into the light, moving through my own narrative, one square at a time, finding solace in the pattern of life's alternating tiles.
august 2023
Echoes of the Everyday: On the busy streets where the pulse of daily life beats with a steady rhythm, a mother grasps her child’s hand, anchoring her in the swirl of the city’s symphony. Potholes pock the road, seasoned witnesses to countless stories that traverse this urban artery. As the sun casts its golden hue on the facades of timeworn buildings, every passerby is both a solitary figure against the canvas of the city and a vital thread in the vibrant tapestry of the community. It is here, among the faded walls and the hum of engines, that the heart of the street finds its cadence in the simple, profound act of moving forward, together.