I'm a Paris-based travel photographer and visual storyteller, dedicated to documenting the beauty, complexity, and authenticity of places and cultures around the globe.

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In Tokyo, stations and trains always felt like gateways into the city’s soul—spaces caught between stillness and movement, anticipation and routine. Trains here aren’t just transportation—they’re bridges connecting momen
A peaceful evening walk with distant views of the Bund, just before sunset turning into dusk. It’s one of those simple pleasures I truly appreciate—just quietly soaking in the atmosphere of a megacity like Shanghai, watching it slowly com
Every time I’m in Tokyo, I always come back to Tokyo City View. It’s my favorite place in the city—maybe even in the world—for sunsets, cityscapes, and a special kind of peace that’s hard to describe. This series capture
A return to Kyoto after 5 years felt almost like discovering a completely new city—and I’m now fascinated by it all over again. Arashiyama was especially special; peaceful streets, charming views, and that unique sense of calm that makes
A large part of becoming an adult, in my personal experience, has been realizing that most of your dreams won’t come true—especially the silliest ones. And I’ve gradually learned to let go of them. Visiting cherry blossoms in a smal
Shinjuku at night. My favorite part of Tokyo, my favorite kind of chaos. It’s loud, dirty, overwhelming—and I freaking love it. There’s no place like it on Earth, and every time I shoot there, it just feels right. 📍 Shinjuku, Toky
A visit to Hie-Jinja Shrine in Shuzenji, Izu on a day of heavy rain. The solitude, the wet stone, the misty air—everything about this place felt sacred. Almost nobody was around, just the quiet presence of nature and the spiritual energy of the
Shibuya at sunset, an indoor view of the city’s energy. The glass reflects a Tokyo that constantly moves, lights up, and never slows down. No matter how many times I visit, this place never loses its charm. 📍 Shibuya, Tokyo – February 2
Snowfall in Chinatown, New York. The city never slows down, but the snow changes its rhythm—blurring neon lights, quieting the streets, and turning an already cinematic place into something even more surreal. Shooting New York in the snow was a
The rhythm of the New York City subway is relentless—constant movement, fleeting glances, quiet moments between stops. A space that exists between destinations, where strangers share a brief moment of stillness before the city pulls them in dif
The energy of an NBA game at TD Garden is something else. A night of lights, noise, and raw intensity—both on the court and in the crowd. This series captures the atmosphere, from pre-game anticipation to the highs and lows of the game itself.
First time in New York City, and what better place to start than Times Square? The chaos, the lights, the overwhelming energy—it’s everything people say it is and more. Felt like I was standing in the middle of a movie set, surrounded by
A snowy, hazy day with low-hanging clouds, making the city feel quiet and distant. The streets carry on, from cyclists pushing through the cold to trains cutting across frozen rivers. Even the dogs seem to be waiting for a break in the weather. Bost
Daily rhythms unfold underground—commuters lost in thought, fleeting glances exchanged, and the glow of fluorescent lights casting familiar shadows. A small glimpse into the pulse of Boston’s subway life. Boston, USA, February 2025 📷 Fu
A walk through Boston Chinatown and the surrounding streets, following whatever details caught my eye. Fragments of life—card games in the cold, old payphones still hanging on, signs, trucks, scraps of light and shadow. Sometimes that’s a