My Sony a7III unexpectedly broke, and with it went my ability to work, create, and tell stories the way I’ve built my life around. For someone whose craft depends on the lens, it felt like going silent overnight

I don’t see this as the end I see it as a pause.

A reminder that the work matters enough to be supported. That the stories I tell matter enough to continue. That setbacks don’t erase purpose they sharpen the things that I do.

This camera isn’t just equipment. It’s how I support myself, how I contribute to culture, and how I help others be seen. Replacing it means getting back to creating, collaborating, and building something bigger than me.