As I wrote the visual narrative for these images, I became more and more concerned with human instability in space, and with the inescapable fleeing of time. Unconsciously, since I run into Borges’ poem after I had finished my project, my intention was to captivate that prophetic memory, the length of time over which remembering extends.

Everness, by Jorge Luis Borges

One thing alone does not exist—oblivion.

God, who saves the metal, saves the dross

and stores in His prophetic memory

moons that have still to come, moons that have shone.

Everything is there. The thousands of reflections

which between the dawn and the twilight

your face has left behind in many mirrors

and those faces it will go on leaving yet.

And everything is part of that diverse

and mirroring memory, the universe;

there is no end to its arduous corridors

and its doors close behind you as you go;

only at  the other side of the sunset

you will see at last the Archetypes and Splendors.

Images: Oblivion Bed, Oblivion Chest, Oblivion Mirror, Oblivion Door, Oblivion Chair, and Night of Oblivion. 

Exhibition was held at Studio Gallery, Washington, DC. Night of Oblivion was also exhibited at the Center for Fine Art Photography, Colorado, and Vermont Photo Place Gallery.



I was confronted with questions about my identity and by extension, my own existence. This process has left a deep imprint on my work as an artist.

Not being able to travel outside the US (2008-2012) compelled me to wander erratically through memories and obsessions. Thus, people, places and stories I left behind, came back to haunt my work like a pilgrimage of images. As I recalled Indonesian proverbs and legends, the rich and fantastical mythology of my childhood paraded in my mind lie a living succession of quiet images on a contact sheet.

Images are: Rubik Sur-faces, Three Indonesian Proverbs, It’s not my home but I am taking it (1&2), Wreck-age, Displaced Object (six images).

Phantasmagoria exhibition was held at the Studio Gallery, Washington, DC, 2011. Rubik Sur-faces was exhibited at the Hartsfield–Jackson Atlanta International Airport (APG). Furthermore, Displaced Object was exhibited at Maryland Federation of Art, VAB Gallery-New Jersey. Indonesian Proverb and It’s not my house but I am taking it was exhibited at the Vermont Photo Place Gallery.

This exhibition was reviewed by Washington City Paper, and NPR-WAMU.



The image with the wing was taken in the Fall of 1997, when I was a first year graduate student at American University, studying film and photography. As I look upon the original image, I nostalgically discern the road I have since traveled and I know I can never return to that state of mind, that state of being and especially, that state of seeing.

In the Fall of 2012, I photographed the feathers, seen in one of these images, which came from the same set of wings.  They signify a loss and a gain. I may have lost my nascent youth but I have gained a newfound way of seeing and feeling that continues to embellish the images I see in my mind's eye and the camera lens. One day this new image will too drift into my memory and serve its part in my life and my photography.

Re-Visit is on going project.

Re-Visit was exhibited at Studio Gallery, Washington, DC, and Center for Fine Art Photography, Colorado.

This exhibition was reviewed by Washington City Paper. 



“Cryonics” is derived from the Greek kryos and refers to the low-temperature preservation of humans and animals that can no longer be sustained by contemporary medicine, with the hope that healing and resuscitation may be possible in the future.

How long does an image last?

As a photographer I yearn to capture fleeting moments of life and preserve them forever in images. In every frame, a picture is frozen and a scene is held in time and space, transforming the impermanent into permanent, and the momentary into momentous.

Cryos gives me the opportunity to elaborate further on this preoccupation by focusing on the opposite: the ephemeral and the perishable. I used ice to cast and maintain fragmented images of myself thus creating frames within frames and photos within photos whose depth, clarity, dimension and shape changed during the process itself.

While I was working on this project, shooting on Kodak slide films, Eastman Kodak Co. filed for bankruptcy, adding a new and unexpected layer of temporality to my work.

How long does an image last? …… An eternity and a blink of the eye.

These 12 images have been exhibited at Studio Gallery-Washington, D.C., Marlboro Gallery, PGCC, Maryland, and Atlanta Photography Group Gallery.

This exhibition has been reviewed by Washington Post, Washington Express, Washington City Paper, and NPR-WAMU.