I LOVEE UR PHOTOS. ALL OF 'EM
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Speechless
Land of depression, why do I keep going back to you when the rest of the world offers me things beyond you? Patriotism, culture, language; none of it sticks because I was never really you to begin with. Why do you keep closing doors on me? Why do you behave so inhumanly?
I have my life and nothing else belonging to me.
Calming are the visions of tomorrow
Currently working on a project that explores melancholic thoughts. Photographs range from portraits to collages and abstracts. It’s about people and feelings, about beauty and its depth of sadness that comes with it. Will update more once the book is ready to be printed out.
the dragon that would not fly
One of the first photographs I captured on Bellucci, an A330 Sony DSLR, about 4 years ago. It was moments like this that made me fall in love with the art of photography.
The Forgotten
We leave these behind - forgotten memories of why we are here, alive and living. So easily we slip them from their vividness into bottled messages away from shores of our reality. Did all the experience from age make you forget, of your undying passion as a fearless child growing up? If you ought to laugh, then laugh first at yourself. If you have to magnify, then do just that with your imperfections first. Life is made up of a collection of chapters that you live once and you can never quite go back to edit, even if the latest Microsoft Office is running through your system. Once you bring the worst to others, you can never quite take back your words.