When I move through a crowd like a quiet witness, camera resting at my side, my eyes are tuned to life fractions most people hurry past. As a photographer specializing in photojournalism and street photography, I am aware that real life refuses to pose. Sidewalks become stages, lights go on and off accidentally, party goers stop and turn, and history often announces itself in the space of a heartbeat.
Photojournalism gives my images the backbone. I document events as they unfold, with honesty and restraint, capturing moments that matter without polishing away their rough edges. A protest, a celebration, a moment of grief, a raised hand of a DJ, a face reflecting emotion- all of it framed by my lenses.
Street photography is where his curiosity roams freely. Here, the ordinary becomes extraordinary. A glance exchanged at a crosswalk, a child chasing pigeons, a stranger laughing into the wind. These fragments of daily life are stitched together into a visual diary of the city’s soul. His compositions balance instinct and patience, finding harmony in chaos and poetry in passing shadows.
You look and you know – Daga was here.
