Photographed night after night from my own backyard, this image follows the moon in quiet succession; each phase suspended in the same patch of sky, each subtle shift a marker of passing time. What feels distant and celestial becomes intimate when watched from home. The moon waxes and wanes with steady patience, its light thinning and returning, reshaping itself against the dark. Seen all at once, the progression becomes less about astronomy and more about rhythm, a reminder that change is constant, cyclical, and often gentle.
This piece took over a year to complete. It is a compilation that spans several months of patiently waiting for the moon and the weather to cooperate. It was edited in Lightroom and stitched together in photoshop to create one cohesive piece.
Photographed night after night from my own backyard, this image follows the moon in quiet succession; each phase suspended in the same patch of sky, each subtle shift a marker of passing time. What feels distant and celestial becomes intimate when watched from home. The moon waxes and wanes with steady patience, its light thinning and returning, reshaping itself against the dark. Seen all at once, the progression becomes less about astronomy and more about rhythm, a reminder that change is constant, cyclical, and often gentle.
This piece took over a year to complete. It is a compilation that spans several months of patiently waiting for the moon and the weather to cooperate. It was edited in Lightroom and stitched together in photoshop to create one cohesive piece.