‘Although the journey had covered more than a million miles already, the way left undiscovered was the one leading inward.’

Heavily overworked—that’s how I felt in the midst of 2015. At this point, I was traveling more than twenty times a year to places like Afghanistan, Libya, Gaza, Iraq, and Liberia.

I was diagnosed with burnout and faced some years of existential recalibration. What followed was a series of works created during this particularly vulnerable moment, when fear and fragility were close companions. They speak to the naïve dreamer we all carry, the part that wants to believe in fairness, coherence, and care. Not as illusions, but as principles that can still be chosen, reclaimed, and practiced.