Here, But Nowhere is my attempt to put into photographs what it feels like to live between places. After moving to the United Kingdom, I found myself in a strange suspended state, I was here, but I didn’t feel grounded, and certainly not at home. When I went back to the country where I was born, I realised I didn’t belong there anymore either. Everything in this work comes from that uncomfortable middle space.

I’m not trying to photograph the UK in any literal way. I’m trying to photograph the distance I feel inside it. The places I walk through, empty seasides, storm-heavy skies, abandoned corners, seem indifferent, almost unreachable. The people in my pictures are silhouettes or shadows, passing close but never connecting. I began photographing that exact sensation: looking at the world through reflections, cracked glass, metal grids, and surfaces that break or distort what I see.

These photographs don’t describe a location. They describe a mood, uncertainty, distance, and slow internal change.

As the work develops, the images move between the outside world and a quieter, more psychological space. They shift from open horizons to blocked or fractured views, from strangers in the distance to reflections that mix my own presence with whatever is around me. Nothing in the series resolves. It ends quietly, the same way displacement actually feels: vague, soft, unsettled.

For me, Here, But Nowhere is a record of learning to live in that in-between state, not finding a home, but slowly accepting that maybe the search itself is where I exist now.