Normandy
Normandy is more than just where I grew up — it’s where my senses came alive. The sea has always been my anchor: the crashing waves, the changing skies, the scent of salt and seaweed. I love spending some time in quiet seaside villages, walking along the harbor, breathing in the smell of fish and restaurants. These photographs are a way of capturing that. It’s a part of me I’ll always carry.

Normandy
Normandy is more than just where I grew up — it’s where my senses came alive. The sea has always been my anchor: the crashing waves, the changing skies, the scent of salt and seaweed. I love spending some time in quiet seaside villages, walking along the harbor, breathing in the smell of fish and restaurants. These photographs are a way of capturing that. It’s a part of me I’ll always carry.

Normandy
Normandy is more than just where I grew up — it’s where my senses came alive. The sea has always been my anchor: the crashing waves, the changing skies, the scent of salt and seaweed. I love spending some time in quiet seaside villages, walking along the harbor, breathing in the smell of fish and restaurants. These photographs are a way of capturing that. It’s a part of me I’ll always carry.




































































