Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – Wandering into the haze of hand painted blue tiles at Kuhna Ark, added to our enchanted state. We waited around hoping the small auditorium would empty for a brief moment of solo marvel and bewilderment. The flash of my euphoria was distracted by a group of pilgrims seemingly more curious in my presence; than the surrounding mosaics, an interesting interlude resulting in a series of portraits.

Morocco (September, 2014) – Walking the maze of the medina was a wave of excitement. The elated fantasy persisted throughout our visit; as we discovered covert passageways with glorious carved doors, obscure courtyards and artisanal markets. Agility was key in navigating the narrow corridors jammed with tangled electrical lines and brisk traffic.

Canada (November, 2021) – It was a bright sunny, blue sky kind of day with lovely cloud formations, the winter chill had settled in. For most; winter brings optics of snow and ice. For those living in colder climates; one may recognize the burlap cloaked trees are evidence of the changing seasons. For me the shrouded trees are temporary art installations reminiscent of Cristo's wrapped architectural wonders.

Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – I'd never felt the elation of standing surround by a visual maze of geometry, it was a new consciousness. The only way to convey the sensation; is akin to feeling overwhelmed, bewildered and amazed at the same time. I felt turned around and unable to focus, a literal equivalent to a kid in a candy store. Glimmering mosaic tiles in repetition, creating a rhythmic, heart-thumping excitement inside my core.