POLAND
Where winter light meets history — and stories wait in every street.
A while ago, I went to Poland to shoot a commercial — in the dead of winter. It was visually arresting in every way. The light had that silvery melancholy that makes every surface seem etched in memory.
On the scout, I went a bit mad with the camera — roaming the backstreets of Gdańsk and Kraków, drawn to their quiet grandeur. The cities felt like film sets waiting for a story. I felt strangely at home there — the starkness, the architecture, the faces. Everything was steeped in history, heavy with echoes of resilience and reinvention.
There was a sense of a nation still finding its new rhythm — caught between the remnants of communism and the pulse of a modern Europe pushing through. The people reflected that duality: intense yet warm, stoic yet wickedly funny, carrying the weight of their past with a kind of effortless grace.
It left a mark on me. I’ve often thought about returning — not for another commercial, but to make a film. Something that captures that winter light, that human strength, that haunting beauty. One day, I hope I will.