I still remember when the year 2000 felt impossibly distant – a marker from science fiction; “Space 1999” for those who remember. A horizon that belonged to some future version of myself i did not know. Where everything would surely be figured out by then. Back then, time stretched. The years moved slowly, and the idea of now being this far along never really crossed my mind.
And yet, here we are.
What’s striking about reaching this point isn’t the passing of time itself, but how our perception changes. The years don’t disappear – they evolve. They stack while experiences layer. What once felt far away becomes immediate, tangible, and quietly meaningful.
This year feels different.
Not louder. Not faster. Just more . . . . . . intentional.
2026 is a year for development. Not in chasing something new for the sake of novelty, but in deepening what already exists. A year to refine rather than rush. To listen more closely. To pay attention.
Music will sit at the center of that. Not just as sound, but as exploration – tone, space, restraint, and emotion.
Writing will run alongside it, as a way of capturing fragments: thoughts that don’t always ask to be explained, only to be observed and revealed.
Photography, too, will play its part – less about documentation, more about presence. About noticing light, texture and stillness.
If the year 2000 once felt like a distant future, then 2026 feels like something else entirely different. A moment to stay curious, to keep creating, and to allow the work to speak where words sometimes fall short. To remain young.
No conclusions. No declarations. Just work in progress. Experiments. Reflections. Pieces that may change shape over time.
This is where I begun this year.
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