CATALYST (2011)
“God save us, everyone — shall we burn within the light of a thousand suns? For the sins of our hands, our tongues, our fathers, and our young.”
— by Linkin Park’s “The Catalyst”
This series is a meditation on the human spirit, inspired by Mahatma Gandhi’s Social Sins and Linkin Park’s cry for awakening. It seeks to explore how the transgressions of humanity, once seen as moral failings, have become woven into the fabric of what we call “normal.” Each sin becomes not just an act, but a mirror in reflecting the dissonance between our divine essence and our worldly desires.
The driving force behind each sin is not merely the hunger for power, but the illusion of separation and the belief that to control is to be free, that to dominate is to exist. In this illusion, we forget the sacred truth: that every act, thought, and word reverberates through the soul of creation. What we call “human nature” is often the spirit’s distortion under the weight of fear and desire.
Through this series, each sin is embodied in human emotion and expressed through face, color, and form. The makeup and environment become ritual spaces, inviting the viewer to pause and discern not just what is seen, but what is hidden. To see beyond the veil of the external, and into the spiritual consequence of what we choose to call natural.
Ultimately, this work is a prayer, a call to remembrance. That even amidst our failings, the divine spark within us waits to be reignited, not by power, but by awareness.
MODELS: Jasmine J, Lyric L, Amy M, Veronica V, Igz K | HMUA: Deirdra C
LOVE YOUR BONES (2011)
The path to self-love is not a straight line. It twists, it breaks, it challenges everything you thought you knew about yourself.
The world tells you who to be, but your soul whispers, “Remember who you are.”
You’ve been told to shrink, to fit, to stay quiet. You’ve carried the weight of judgment, the sting of being misunderstood.
But still and you rise. Because deep down, you know your worth isn’t defined by others. It’s written in your bones. It’s carved into your spirit.
This is for the ones who dare to stand in their truth, who walk through fear and still choose love. For the ones who have been broken but learned that breaking only made them brighter.
You are not a mistake. You are a masterpiece in motion. A force of nature. A living reminder that courage is born in the heart that refuses to give up. So take back your power. Stand tall in your truth. Love yourself, loudly, unapologetically, fiercely.
Because when you love yourself, you give others permission to do the same. When you rise, you lift the world with you.Find your inner rockstar. Love your bones. Love your fire. Love your truth. You were never meant to blend in because you were born to shine.
MODEL: David A | MUA: Deirdra C, HAIR: Jaz T, WARDROBE: Iman C
MORNING AFTER (2012)
“Women solicited by modeling agencies and hired by promoters. Some have successful careers outside the club, but most are still trying to make it. They are the ambiance and entertainment in a nightclub. After the client, they may be the biggest assets” (New York Magazine, 2010). They were invited into a world of lights and illusions, drawn by the promise of beauty, validation, and belonging. Some carry within them a quiet strength and success beyond the night, yet many still wander, searching for the truth of who they are beneath the glitter.
Once celebrated as symbols of allure in the fashion world, these women became vessels of projection, reflections of society’s longing for fame and fantasy. In the stillness after the music fades, they awaken to a sacred threshold: a moment of reckoning where the soul whispers for remembrance.
This series is not just a portrayal of their descent from glamour to vulnerability, but a meditation on awakening on the journey from illusion to self-realization. Through fashion photography, I sought to reveal the spirit behind the façade, that is the divine tension between identity and image, longing and liberation, shadow and light.
MODELS: Lyric L, Ashley C | MUA: Deirdra C, HAIR: Jaz T, WARDROBE: Iman C
Freight (2013-2014)
We journey through a layered and intricate world, one that continually invites us to face the echoes of our past. Some memories ask to be acknowledged, some to be forgiven, some to be released, and some to be embraced for the strength they have given us. In this unfolding, we discover that healing is not a single moment but a quiet, ongoing surrender.
In this series, the artist becomes witness to the soul’s unburdening, capturing unspoken stories within the intimate stillness of a freight elevator. This small, enclosed space becomes a sanctuary, a place where the weight we carry can finally be set down. Every person has a story, shaped not only by experience but also by the emotions that cling to it: sorrow, confusion, longing, hope.
Inside this cocoon-like chamber, each individual allows something within to loosen and lift. Their silence speaks. Their posture tells the truth their voice may not yet know how to form. Through these vulnerable offerings, we are invited to lean closer: to empathize, to soften, to recognize pieces of ourselves in the shadows and light of another’s journey.
Releasing pain is an act of courage. It is the moment the heart exhales after years of holding its breath. As these stories unfold, they remind us that letting go does not erase what was, it transforms it. Pain, once carried alone, becomes wisdom shared. And in its release, we make room for clarity, for connection, for peace. We are all woven together by threads of humanity, the threads that bind us not through perfection, but through our willingness to heal. Freight is where this release begins, where burdens are named, where spirits lighten, and where we remember that none of us walks through our stories alone.
who I AM (2018)
“So powerful is unity’s light that I can illuminate the whole earth” – Baua’u’llah
When I first started conceptualizing the series “who I AM” in 2009, I dreamt of imagery that was thought provoking and calming at the same time. I was inspired after visiting the Bahá'í temple, and looking up at the ceiling, and seeing how the light filtered through the dome above, and that simple beam of light brought peace to my chaotic mind at that moment. At that silent moment, I was thinking about how lost we sometimes feel in our purpose. Some search their entire lives, some fulfill it at some point and some have always known since birth. “who I AM” is about the journey towards finding my purpose.
As I looked back, I realized all my photography series, lead up to this one. I started out with “Life and Death” a series depicting sins and virtues, then a collection of mini series within “Life: Untainted” that confronted my nightmares and awakened my dreams, “Catalyst”, a series about the Gandhi’s social sins, “Love your bones”, a journey to self love and “Freight”, a collection of photographs reflecting on finding stillness in social chaos. Each series taught me something significant. I learned that no matter how deep you fall into darkness, your inner mirror, somehow cleaned, by each person you come across or in my case, each person I photographed. Each person/model helped me clean my inner mirror in order to reflect that light, to accept my purpose and hopefully spread the message that, we all have that mirror, and it is up to us let that light reflect and share that light with others. You see, we are predestined to share harmony and fellowship, love and solidarity, compassion and unity. Being unanimity in complete dignity and freedom with all on earth is “who I AM”.
And if God was one of us… (2023-2024)
When I envisioned this series of photographs, I was reflecting on how easily we drift from the awareness of how our presence, words, and actions ripple through the lives of others. So often, we move through existence following the blueprints handed to us by society, likw chasing status, possessions, and validation, while slowly losing touch with the sacred pulse of our shared humanity.
We become mechanical in motion: wake, work, sleep, repeat. In the in-between moments, our focus turns toward accumulation rather than connection. Yet beneath that rhythm lies something eternal, the divine spark that links us all.
This image, the second in a growing collection titled “…and if God was one of us ,” is a meditation on compassion, grace, and love. It’s a reminder to see the divine reflected in every face, to recognize that each soul we encounter carries the same light.
If we could look upon one another and truly see God staring back, would we not choose love over judgment, peace over anger, and understanding over fear?