I grew up in the Bernese Oberland, Switzerland — a place that teaches you to pay attention to light. I picked up a camera at 21 and shot intensely for three years, until a hard drive failure took everything. Then the camera was stolen on a trip to Italy. I bought a replacement and never touched it.

For years I thought about selling it. I never did. In Spring 2026, something shifted — and I remembered why I started. Photography, for me, is nothing more and nothing less than light. Waiting hours for a sunset. Stopping inside the rush of a day long enough to catch something worth keeping.

This site is my hard drive now. I'll never trust another one.