Periphery in Motion - my record of aphantasia

What lives at the edge of our sight carries as much weight as what’s right in front of us.
This journal follows both my center and periphery; fleeting moments, quiet gestures, and the overlooked details of daily life.

Born from total aphantasia, these photographs are both memory and mirror: a record of being.

This page is for me.

But if you journey into the archives below, you’ll find street photography, reflections, and photo essays woven together as an ongoing archive of time in motion. Not fully polished, but lived.

What passes unnoticed might matter most.

Enjoy the ride - but this is for me.