In these suspended worlds, places feel both familiar and unfamiliar—not quite here, not quite there, but somewhere in between, floating between memory and illusion. If a human presence appears, it is not the hero of the scene but a fleeting observer or a passing shadow—a reflection of ourselves, searching for meaning in these ambiguous spaces.
Each image tells a story on the thin line between place and placelessness, time and timelessness. Every bubble of light holds a fleeting moment, a lost place—one that may never return.