To understand my photography style is to understand me.
So here’s a little bit more about myself.
I’m Hannah, born and raised in Singapore.
You probably know me as a photographer —
but that isn't my identity; just one of the things I love to do.
Most of my mornings begin in quiet —
a book in one hand, coffee in the other,
letting the day unfold gently.
Yoga keeps me grounded, and the water makes me feel alive.
Freediving, scubadiving, you name it - I’m happiest when I’m near the ocean,
enjoying a dive down in the deep blue.
I definitely enjoy being outdoors and trying new things,
but I’m just as content spending quiet days at home.
At my core, I’m someone who moves at my own rhythm — no rush, no race.
Just a deep appreciation for moments that matter.
What makes my heart sing?
You might think it's photography — but it's not, not exactly.
It's soulful connections.
And the opportunity to document them.
The quiet moments, stolen glances,
raw laughter, unspoken bonds.
Photography is just the medium in which I do so.
A beautiful one — but still, just a means to something deeper.
It’s how I get to honour what is real, fleeting, and human.
It’s how I hold space for the connection we all seek.
What does photography mean to me?
This is my philosophy.
Nothing lasts forever.
Conversations fade with time, memories sink into the subconscious.
Soon, we begin to forget.
But photographs — we hold on to them.
We hold on to feelings that flicker,
to memories that linger,
to the kind of beauty that doesn’t fade.
One day, we will look back and remember: this was us.
The smile lines on our faces, the clothes of our youth, the people we once were.
They remind us of what was, and perhaps,
what could have been the last time of something so ordinary.
That’s why I love photography.
The chance to capture all of life’s fleeting moments, big or small.
Because every single moment matters, and deserves to be remembered.
This is the life we lived.
A collection of days that shaped us,
in ways we may never fully understand until we look back.
How beautiful it is to be a thread of your life’s tapestry — to witness the way you live,
to document it piece by piece,
for remembrance in the days to come.
