Book project - Passing Through. Six Countries, Two Months

I just received a new photo book I made with new travel photography.

Between November 2025 and January 2026, I spent a couple of months moving through six countries for work. Dominican Republic, United Arab Emirates, the Philippines, Senegal, India and Egypt. It was one of those rare jobs where you know, even while you’re in it, that you’ll look back on it for a long time. I was tired a lot. I lived out of bags. I spent more time in airports than I’d like to admit. But I also got to see and experience things I’d never have access to as a tourist.

I made a lot of photographs on this trip. The kind I’ve had on my wish list for years. Faces, light, textures, colours, small details that only exist in that place at that moment. Some were made in a rush, some in the quieter spaces between jobs. Looking back at them now, they hold more than what was in front of the camera. They carry how it felt to be constantly on the move, to be slightly overwhelmed at times, and still open to whatever was unfolding in front of me.

This trip changed me in ways I didn’t expect. I came back with more life experience, and a bit more confidence moving through unfamiliar places. A little less wary as a traveller. A bit more trusting of the fact that things tend to work out, even when they look messy in the moment. I was even in a car crash on the way to the airport to fly to India. Shaken and sore, but determined not to miss that part of the journey. The shoot in India happened on painkillers, and by the time I got home, just before Christmas, I’d been awake for about forty two hours because of travel issues and more than ready for a break (after a quick check-up at the hospital). Exhausting, but also strange proof to myself that I can keep going when it really matters to me.

What stays with me most, though, are the people. In every place, I was supported by generous, patient, kind humans who made things possible.

A stand-out were the people in Dakar. The warmth we were met with stayed with me. So much generosity, humour, love, and openness, in places where life clearly isn’t easy. And the people themselves, just incredibly striking to photograph.

In India especially, Mohit Shah, our fixer, went far beyond simply making the shoot work. Through him, I met Laxmi, the elephant, at the spice and vegetable market. Later that same day, we ended up in a temple where he got blessings for me. We shared a cup of buttermilk afterwards, standing for a moment in the middle of everything. I remember feeling incredibly happy while shooting that day, properly present in it. It’s one of those memories I know I’ll carry for a long time. Mohit invited me back to India, and I hope I can take him up on that one day.

I wanted these pictures to live somewhere other than on a hard drive. Something I could pick up, leaf through, and come back to years from now. This book is just that. A way of marking a stretch of time that meant a lot to me. A reminder of how much I was given on this journey, and of why I carry a camera in the first place.