Shot on Fujifilm X-T3 with Fujinon XF 16-80mm f4
A homage to privacy
The world has always been a hungry thing. It takes what you offer, and then it takes more. What used to be private now lives in the virtual, becomes spectacle. And the soul once protected by silence and slowness is worn raw—picked over by eyes that were never meant to see so much of us.
I reckon there’s a part of me that wants to share it all. To spill my thoughts like river water over stone, let the world take what it will. But there’s another part—a part that knows some things aren’t meant for every hand that reaches. Some things are sacred, too soft for the weight of too many eyes.
A moment, a thought, a lived experience—it changes when it’s seen by too many. Becomes something else, something shared, something owned by everyone and no one at all. The same way the wild feels different once the fences go up.
But silence has a hunger too. Keep too much inside, and it turns restless, like a mustang in a pen. There’s a fine line between keeping what’s yours and burying it so deep you forget how to find it again.
Maybe that’s the battle we fight now. Not with guns or arrows, but with the choice of what to give and what to guard. Maybe some things are meant for the wind, carried far and never truly ours again. And maybe others belong in quiet places, held close like a secret only the moon and the heart can hear.
