Most places fill themselves with sound. Wind through trees. Water over stone. Birds calling back and forth across the morning. But the desert offers something rarer and more profound — a silence so complete you can hear your own thoughts settle. Standing in that quiet, under a sky too wide to measure, you realize how little space your worries actually take up. I photograph the desert because it is the world at its most stripped back — and in that stripping back, it becomes the most honest place I have ever been.