The dream journal
Night Notes
Written after the light has gone
16 April 2026 · 5 min read
Standing Inside the Starry Night
For three hours I was the smallest thing in a painting. Notes on scale, stillness, and what it's like when the sky moves and you're not allowed to.
22 January 2026 · 5 min read
The Night the Daisies Slept
We shot in a meadow at two in the morning with one flash and a thermos. The daisies were closed, the dew was ambitious, and we were not alone.
9 October 2025 · 5 min read
Why I Bring the Flowers
Every shoot, I arrive with wildflowers from my own basket. It started as a superstition, survived as a habit, and works as neither. A confession.