for a person as sensitive as me, it wasn't easy to adapt to a world that wasn't filled with equally sensitive people . i could sense the subtle undercurrents around my atmosphere, and if i couldn’t do anything to make things right, i’d find a way to escape — through books or music. But eventually i learned that i had to manage the sensitivity and find a way out to vent if i was going to thrive and be happy. And that's where photography came in the picture. Yes, i no longer escape, i vent through my camera, just like a writer does with his writings, a poet with his poems, a singer with his voice. I don't know what message the photographs deliver to the viewers, but they have totally different meanings for me.

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