Amphitrite, goddess of the sea.

Underwater, we can redefine who we are. Photography is often seen as a record of history, a captured truth—but here, in this suspended world, reality bends. Humans belong on land, yet we float, weightless, unbound. The pool is both playground and illusion, a space where we dance, where we hold our breath, where we exist in a fleeting, impossible state that may last only seconds.

But weightlessness is not just ethereal—it is also perilous. Beneath the surface, there is both beauty and danger. We experience fear, panic, the sharp edge of survival. Holding our breath, we slip between control and surrender, between exhilaration and risk. My models feel it, I feel it—the adrenaline, the thrill, the endorphin high. That tension is part of the work.

In Amphitrite X, I embrace that contradiction. By layering underwater portraits with fragments from my vast archive, I create new beings—goddesses of my own making. Their names are drawn from mythology, or sometimes, entirely invented. This is art for the sake of beauty, a joyful exploration of transformation, the collision of serenity and chaos, and the ways we shape the worlds we inhabit.