Photography. My process. I never thought about it, until I was asked to. Street photography. Why do I take the pictures the way I take them? How do I look at people? How do I pick my “subjects”?
Ever since my earliest memories, I was betrayed and damaged by those I trusted, including my next of kin. It is the main reason I started to observe people; to figure out what their thoughts were, to keep ahead of them, and to anticipate their next move, in my own self-defense. Through observation, I discovered how interesting and diverse people are.
I began studying them, photographing them. I choose the faces that told me stories and tried to learn something about them, from them.
These days, I take many pictures a day, but my passion lies within photographing people in the streets, in the surroundings and situations they’re in. Because I learned early on—by bitter experience—to make myself as invisible as I could, I manage to capture most of these pictures unseen. It’s how I get “un-posed” portraits, which are the ones I like the most; people in their own world, in the assumption they are alone, free and unprejudiced.
I never ask for permission, but use one golden rule: the portrait must be full of respect. I always ask myself whether I would care if anyone took a picture of me like that. If not, I save the portrait without sharing it.
I began my process to protect myself but now, I capture street portraits out of respect for everyday people living their beautifully ordinary lives.