On a few sleepless nights not too long ago, my mind wandered back to some images I had once spent hours developing and perfecting.

They’ve been sitting quietly in the shadows of my archive, unseen, waiting. I felt the need to bring them back into the light—perhaps even print them, let them breathe, and have them on my walls.

These aren’t part of a larger, carefully curated series that tells the full story of a place. Instead, they are single frames—fleeting moments caught between other moments.

Images that might one day grow into a bigger body of work, or simply stand on their own as quiet postcards from a particular time and place.They come from travels and in-betweens: family trips, business journeys, brief layovers. Circumstances where time was fragmented, but still allowed for a pause, a glance, a capture.

“Postcard From…” is just that—images from places I’ve visited over the years, where a deeper project never took shape, but where moments still asked to be remembered. Hopefully, there will be many more postcards to come.

Postcard from…