Manifesto
Refractions
555 Tokens
Refractions is about the moment light stops being straight and starts telling stories through matter.
Light, bent
A beam is simple until it hits something. Refractions celebrates that collision: the bend through a glass edge, the scatter through a prism, the smear through a droplet, the rainbow hidden in an ordinary object.
Matter as Lens
Here, glassware, prisms, lenses, water and crystal are not props — they are instruments. Surfaces, edges and thicknesses become parameters in a silent optical experiment.
The art lives in that experiment: in how a simple setup can produce an unexpectedly intricate pattern, and how a precise composition can turn raw physics into something quietly beautiful.
Precision and Calm
Refractions favours clarity over chaos. Every image feels like a deliberate studio photograph: controlled backgrounds, balanced exposure, clean lines and disciplined colour.
It is a patient look at how little it takes — one beam, one object, one surface — to transform light into something worth staring at.
Other Collections
Chairs
Chairs is a study in sculptural absurdity: a museum-grade exploration of chairs that push beyond functional design into expressive, impractical, and architecturally playful form.
Each work is a hyper‑photorealistic portrait of a chair behaving more like a sculpture: a seat that bends too far, loops into itself, contradicts its own engineering, or performs gestures no practical furniture would ever attempt.
The result is a collection where fine‑art photography meets conceptual design, blurring the boundary between object, artwork, and architectural experiment.
Katheros
Katheros is a generative fine-art collection of ink-based geometric compositions — pure lines, sacred shapes and interference patterns rendered with mathematical clarity and quiet aesthetic restraint.
Dust
Dust is a study in chalk, pigment and breath — abstract forms arranged like quiet mathematics.
Circles, lines and woven geometries drift across soft paper textures, fading at the edges as if they were drawn and erased a hundred times before settling into their final shape. Some pieces feel like blueprints, others like constellations or half-remembered maps, but all of them carry the same powdered calm: the hush of chalk hanging in the air.