Untold Stories

is a photographic series born from a deep, internal reckoning—a quiet, persistent question: How do I express myself artistically? It began during a college assignment where we were asked to pursue something we were passionate about. I remember sitting with that prompt, uncertain. What am I passionate about? I asked myself repeatedly.

In those reflective days, I found myself constantly drawn to an old, abandoned house ( first house ). Something about it haunted me—its silence, its decay, the life it once held. I took countless photos of that house, not fully knowing why, but feeling compelled to return to it again and again. It became a thread that wove its way through my work, a symbol of forgotten histories and lingering questions.

I became fascinated with places left behind—spaces once full of life, now crumbling and quiet. I wondered: What stories lived here? Why did everyone leave? There was rarely a headline, rarely a trace. These houses—once spaces that people shared - held echoes of lives never documented, of moments lost to time.

As I drove through cities and towns, on my way to work, to meet friends, or just to eat, I began noticing more and more of these abandoned buildings. They appeared like ghosts on the roadside, and each one stirred a question: What happened here?

That’s when I began using Polaroids. There’s something about the imperfection of a Polaroid that felt right—each frame a fleeting moment, like a whispered memory. Polaroids themselves are nostalgic and impractical . Yet, much like the houses I photographed, they hold a kind of quiet magic—snapshots of stories no one tells anymore.