COLOMBIA
Photography is how I think. Ideas start as images long before they become concepts.
Travel sharpens the way I look — slowing me down, bringing me closer to people, places, and their rhythms. I’m drawn to honest moments: light, texture, gestures, and what happens in between. It’s how I observe, remember, and make sense of the world.
NEW Encounters& Slow Islands
I arrived in Colombia alone and started in the Tatacoa Desert — a landscape that felt almost unreal, like stepping onto another planet. Vast, quiet, and deeply impressive.
In Salento, I met two Moroccan women. We connected instantly and decided to continue travelling together — one of those unplanned turns that quietly reshapes an entire journey. Especially knowing now that we would meet again later, in Europe and in Morocco. That’s one of the things I love most about travelling: when connection becomes part of the route.
From there, Colombia kept shifting. Cities, mountains, jungle, heat. A country of extremes, generous in people and energy. Not everything landed — the food wasn’t my favorite — but the diversity of landscapes and the warmth of the people more than made up for it.
San Andrés and Isla Providencia became their own chapter. Flying first to San Andrés, then on to the tiny island of Providencia felt like entering a different tempo altogether. Caribbean light, subtle Jamaica energy, barely any tourists. Time moved slowly there — and so did I.
(All images by me, Colombia 2024)
