Chapter 2 – From Mop to photographer: How God Trained Me in Silence

Before I ever held a camera, I held a mop.
In the quiet halls of Canada’s largest synagogue, scrubbing floors and serving strangers, I learned the lessons that no classroom, no book, and no photo workshop could ever teach me. This is the story of how the Almighty prepared me for purpose—through exhaustion, silence, and a divine dance between light and shadow.

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From Janitor to the pages of the New York Times. How it all started, Chapter one