Everyone has a "lockdown story". This one is mine. One morning I woke up and decided to let the arts into my life, to become a photographer. Change of career paths are never easy, especially in the fields governed by subjectivity. We all know how messy catching a connecting train or flight can become when you are not in control. A change of career is not different, especially later in life. Bumps on the road are to be expected. Still just because a bit of bad weather is foreseen, this shouldn't stop us in moving forward. Photography was more than just a hobby. Sometimes it was a life saver, a life saver from dark spots. I am a believer that photography is life.

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So, why staircases? With lots of time on our hands and with imposed movement restrictions, what is there to do? One thing for sure, is to used up our mobility allowance. Our freedom was at stake. Every day, I went out for my allowance walk with my camera. Not at first but after a while I became very attracted to the beauty and diversity withheld in stairs leading to entrances of neighbouring residences. I found myself at times standing still just contemplating. It was a wonderful feeling. This new clarity was not accidental. Reduced air particle matters in cities and this sudden change of pace all contributed to a different perspective in our lives. So if someone asks me, what I have done during my first lockdown. I will reply with, "I create a collection of staircase photos".