One day I saw myself - not figuratively, but in reality - in the reflection of a glass surface in a museum. I just sat there for a while, in front of the display case, and looked at my reflection, which was in my own shadow. It was just a reflection, and yet this moment had a deep, intellectual meaning for me.
It's not every day that you meet yourself. Some people never find themselves in life. For me, this image is like a visual representation of my own rebirth - the moment I recognised myself.
The decision to use black and white was a conscious one: without distracting colours, the eye focuses entirely on the form, the structure, on the essentials. The absence of colour lends the picture a certain drama, a quiet depth that is difficult to put into words.
For me, this photo symbolises an inner journey - pausing, asking questions, rediscovering. A silent portrait of my inner self, captured in a single, fleeting moment.