Man Made Long Chapters in Short History of (a) Man

I can control an image without taking it. I know my way around the camera to the point it became a native extension of my eyes, processed directly by my brain. My eyes shorten any distance to the subject, they tilt shift and expose. I can have a sense of a printed image before it was ever taken.



What’s left is what inscripted, the history of a man. The things I have done, the places I have been to and where I’m coming from.

All can be read in-between the lines.