About a time, a son, a mother and a father
Time never stops, even though we try hard capturing moments and making them last forever. Past, present and future have all once been the future and will all once be the past. Present is what we have now, but it keeps slipping away.
In this series I interpret one understanding about time. How it’s constantly moving forward, yet a reflection of something that already was. How are we able to live in the moment, while the past and the future holds us so tightly?
This is an on-going series which began in 2014.
Techniques: digital, film and pinhole photography.