Egypt — light, stone, river. Limited-edition photographic prints.
The obelisk hums at sunrise—granite tuning the day as the avenue exhales the night’s cool breath.
Luxor Temple
Boats rest on liquid copper; the river measures evening in long, shimmering breaths.
Aswan
Columns rise like voices; every drumbeat of shadow sings the hymn of centuries.
Luxor
Pigment clings where light is kind; glyphs thread from column to obelisk like sun-written sentences.
Karnak
Shoulders cradle the evening; stone remembers the warmth long after the sun has left.
Luxor
Two granite flames stitch daylight into the avenue; time is kept in shadow lengths.
Karnak
Myth and muscle charge across basalt—lightning that never leaves the sky of stone.
Luxor
Where light pools between pillars, a granite librarian watches the centuries turn their pages.
Luxor
Three triangles inhale the horizon, exhale a mirage of ages; the desert nods, unhurried.
Giza Plateau
Asphalt threads the ancient geometry; camel bells keep time with the metronome of heat.
Giza
A sand-polished smile and patient eyes—an ambassador from the kingdom of dunes.
Giza
Dawn lights the ridge with a single spark; the river answers in copper and blue.
Luxor West Bank
Houseboat and palm fronds hold the day in place long enough for evening to paint it twice.
Upper Egypt
Circles within circles—boys, taxis, pigeons—city orbits before the lamps come on.
Cairo
A wave, a laugh, a pause between deliveries—the small astronomy of everyday Egypt.
Giza
Lapis and rust draw a calm horizon across a queen’s cheek; poise refuses to fade.
Deir el-Bahari
Feathers turned to stone, stone turned to color—the guardian blinks only when the light changes.
Luxor
Hand on granite, ear to centuries—the temple answers in floating dust and hush.
Luxor
Steps like drumbeats rise to the terrace; cliff and colonnade keep time with the sun.
Deir el-Bahari
One figure in a field of light and stone—scale becomes a feeling beneath the ancient geometry.
Giza Plateau
Steps fade into carved shadow; light ahead is a promise, not a memory.
Deir el-Bahari
Warm façades and chatter fold into a circle; a bronze gaze keeps the rhythm of evening.
Cairo
The pyramid’s cap catches noon like a coin; road and chain draw the eye upward to where heat becomes light.
Giza
Palm and sail cut black against violet-orange; water repeats the colors like a practiced memory.
Aswan
Dust, chrome, and a grin—streetlight tenderness framed by the everyday.
Cairo
Chiseled figures glide forward; a river of time moves beneath their calm profiles.
Luxor
A single beam blooms around quiet hands; motes drift like warm, weightless prayers.
Luxor
Turquoise and ochre linger on the wall—the Nile translated into signs that still ripple.
Luxor
A stone rectangle opens into blue eternity; the city exhales through this ancient frame.
Luxor