N.R.G.

N.R.G. is an inquiry into how energy and spirit shape the threads that bind our world.

Across cultures, belief has never only been about understanding existence or prescribing morality and responsibility. It has also been a practice of trust and connection: trust in forces larger than the self, trust during moments of uncertainty and hardship, and trust that life unfolds with a logic beyond control. It is a practice of surrender. Now, faith in anything larger than the self feels irresponsible, a deeply fracturing experience. At a time marked by collapse, trust has eroded. Not only in institutions, but in connection itself. Bodies retreat into isolation because it feels safer, more controllable. Our senses dull. Our body’s capacity to attune to other bodies, to landscapes, to rhythms, to subtle forms of presence, atrophies. Trust is no longer neutral. It is something to monitor, something potentially unethical.

My photographic practice roots itself in this reality. I rely on a point-and-shoot camera and multiple exposures of films. Images overlap, drift, and resolve on their own. The camera becomes a site of surrender, a playground for observation rather than control. I trust that the act of looking, rather than controlling, will guide me toward the questions I am asking.

Through travel and listening, I encountered belief systems where this trust is embodied. In Brazil, I heard stories from Candomblé traditions, where spirits entering the body are welcomed as guides and sources of knowledge. Spirits are neither good nor bad. They are relational, each offering direction. In Madagascar, I learned of a woman who kept drawers for the spirits she embodied, restocking them in case they returned. When they did, her posture, rhythm, and behaviour shifted entirely. These practices reflect a profound trust in the universe: a belief that life is not meant to be controlled, but carried.

Here, the individual is but a passage. A gift. A container through which life moves. This applies to every scale. A forest. A tree. A root. A cell. Everything exists in motion in the most random and unpredictable ways, yet coherence emerges. Countless planet configurations exist, yet life persists on Mother Earth. Infinite versions of a song are possible, yet only one is released. Neurons connect and disconnect endlessly, yet a single decision is made. There is no decision here. Only the visible outcome of countless collisions.

Everything is bound together in cycles of birth and death, degradation and regeneration, balance and chaos. Life flows between body, spirit, and environment, carried along unseen currents that connect all things. Recognizing this flow is an act of trust in itself. Even the smallest creatures attune to it. Ants coordinate instinctively, feeling Mother’s magnetic field and following one another’s trails to build and forage. A deep trust in the systematic movements of life.

This flow, this movement, is what I call Energy.

The Energy that carries all ecosystems and all motion. The Energy that carves our shared world. Some think it’s the hand of a puppet-master, others think it’s the work of spirits, others say it’s physics or a game of chances. This project does not seek to define it, but to observe it. To trust it. To study how randomness becomes evolution, how energy binds beings together, and how trust itself becomes a form of connection.

In this work, I meet science with art. A nature & science collapse. I trace the quiet threads of coexistence between bodies, light, movement, and time. The project began in a moment of personal and collective chaos, and I trust that this chaos is not separate from its making, but fundamental to it. In a moment when disconnection feels normal and trust feels dangerous, this project proposes to re-enter the sensory field of the world.

Work in progress…