Welcome to ‘Coming Home’ — a conversation about the journey back to oneself.

For years I have been photographing the silence of spaces: light returning to form, the shadow that defines it, the breath of geometry. Over time, I realised there was another world of equal beauty waiting to be remembered — the inner world.

This first episode is the starting point, and it is about me, because this is where everything begins. I speak of what it means to return home, of the metaphor of the chalice — that vessel of light that we are, covered by the layers that life has deposited — and of the work of cleansing it, not destroying it. Of the difference between being wounded and being broken. And of a certainty I feel in every cell: no human being is truly broken.

Healing is not about fixing something that is broken. It is about remembering a ...