I spent a summer in Morocco, living with an Amazigh community. It wasn’t volunteering in the traditional sense — it felt more like a cultural exchange. I helped tutor children, joined in housework, and worked on the farm. What struck me most was how much we shared — a native language, threads of culture — and yet how differently we lived.

Along the way, I met incredible people — friends who, even though we don’t talk much anymore, still hold a special place in my heart. They enriched the experience in ways I still struggle to put into words.

I carried my film camera everywhere, trying to capture those quiet, in-between moments. This collection remains one of my most cherished — a record of a place, a time, and the beginning of my love for telling stories through film photography.