a lens that no one but everyone agreed with
without the existence of the human factor
hidden language of material
true reality ceases to exist within the moment
we photograph things in order to drive them out of our minds
death is omnipresent but our senses cannot comprehend it
what remains is the skeleton, the dilapidated structure
different ways of creating and capturing reality
there is nothing more inconceivable than death
every picture is a chemical adventure