The Other 12 Hours started as a way for me to make sense of feeling out of place. I grew up on a small island at the bottom of the world, surrounded by big spaces and not much else. In that isolation you learned to build your own fun, your own worlds, and your own version of freedom and creativity.

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Sport, nature, and people were the framework for everything: muddy fields, cold water, long drives, quiet conversations. That mix of effort, weather, and small human details shaped what felt important to me, long before I had the language for it.

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The camera came later. At first it was just a way to stay in those moments a little longer, then it became a way to show other people what they felt like from the inside. It’s how I keep track of the world, how I organise what I notice, and how I share the version of a scene that usually goes unseen.

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Now I’m based in Paris, still chasing the same thing: the moments just before they disappear. The feeling in the air, the weight of a memory forming. My work is about catching that split second and giving it a place to live.