We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree

Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.

Hi, I’m Mitch,

The lines above are from my favourite poem, by T.S. Eliot, paired here with a self-portrait taken around 12 years ago.

It’s been over 15 years since I first held a film camera. I’ve always felt that to shoot analog is to nurture a relationship with failure—to dance with mistakes. In a digital age obsessed with instant perfection, choosing a slow, unpredictable medium feels profoundly grounding.

Eliot’s words capture why I move through the world with a camera. For me, exploration is about broadening horizons to better understand people, cultures, and ultimately ourselves. Every frame reminds me that the journey is the destination, and that true seeing begins when we stop searching for certainty and simply learn to look.