Series - FotoSlovo 2026 - Category « Black and White »

Here I find myself. In the quiet of the sea. In the strength of the undertow. In the roar of the waves. At the surface, which hides and holds back everything it wishes to conceal. And I submerge myself in my thoughts and sensations, seeking connections or running away from them, while glimmers of hope break through the depths of my mind.

The underwater play of light hypnotizes me, amazing me with every swaying movement. To admire them, I hold my breath, believing I am in control. Suddenly, I realize that instead, I am only resisting. And I yield to the flow of the current, open my eyes, and take a breath. I was only daydreaming.

There are places where I find my calm, but above all, a connection with myself. Places where everything stops: time, thoughts, the outside world. This happens when I dive underwater, but also in the darkroom. I find a visceral connection between these two incredibly isolated worlds—spaces where apnea feels vital, where absence leads me back to presence.