Pursuing the dream that matters to me the most.

I was always fascinated by how big the world feels. Not just in distance, but in depth—in the spaces between the obvious, the places that don’t make postcards, the beauty that isn’t curated for a perfect instagram frame. I haven’t been to many places, I never saw travel as a checklist of destinations, never felt drawn to hotel rooms or tour buses. There’s nothing wrong with that, but it was never my way. I wanted to wander, to lose myself in unfamiliar streets, to stand in forgotten places where time moves differently.

Even in my photography, I avoid capturing what’s already been photographed a million times. What’s the point of adding to the noise? We are drowning in images—everyone carries a camera in their pocket, snapping away. I always had this principle that, whatever I do, I want it to add something different, meaningful, to this already packed and crowded internet world that we live in. Maybe that’s why I was always drawn to film photography. It forces me to slow down, to be intentional. Every frame is a decision, a commitment, a moment that matters, and ultimately, more satisfying when you get it right. 

And maybe that’s also why I travel the way I do. Slowly. Without a set plan. I need time to absorb a place, to let it reveal itself. To get lost and find nothing, only to return the next day and, because the light has changed, because the air feels different, you suddenly feel that rush, that satisfaction of finding something beautiful through perseverance and stubbornness. The best places don’t give themselves away easily—you have to earn them through patience, through presence.

But this way of traveling, this way of seeing, requires something more. A different kind of life. So, for the past year, quietly, without fanfare, I have been building a way to make that happen.

Six square meters. That’s all I’ll have. A home that moves, that shifts with the horizon. A space designed with my own hands, alongside the one person who understands this restless need to create and explore as deeply as I do. 

I’ve already given up a lot of comfort to chase what truly matters to me—the freedom to create without borders, without limits. Freedom means different things to different people, but for me, it’s this: the ability to just go. To wake up and step into the unknown. To live every day driven by the things that set my soul on fire. To not have a routine other than doing what I truly love, what I am truly obsessed with.

And so, I’m going. Not without fear, but despite of it.

So let’s start by figuring out, by myself, just how wide and beautiful this world really is.