Collection: Transitions

Shortly after my eldest son was born, I've found myself sitting alone on a bench inside the Maternity hospital. It was late at night. My son was sleeping in the newborn room, my wife was sleeping in the recovery room, and my thoughts... were restless. I became a dad! My life will never be the same...  In front of me there was this 'milky glass' made wall, and behind it there was a light source. So the glassy squares forming the wall were illuminated as if paintings were made within them by the light rays. In those moments, they symbolized to me transitions to be made from one way of life to another, in so many aspects...