In 2002 I left Belgium with a close friend Pascal.  The journey lasted two years. The old jeep took us 80,000kms, through Central Asia and Africa. The money (or lack of it) forced us to lead a simple life.   This was a time to drift and appreciate the countries that nourished our eyes. 

I took photographs when it felt right, capturing faces and places, not quite knowing where my work was going. 

In retrospect, that trip feels like the start of the way I see things today.  I have often been attracted to ‘un-western’ countries. A certain essential energy shines through everything where the spiritual far outweighs the material.