Photography should equal epiphany. The right moment, open eyes and conscientious awakening, exact lighting, plus correct technique creates a lovely image, but there’s more to it. How I see my world, surroundings and reality. The magic only one seconds asks from us for divine explanation. Thus it becomes a creational fiction, swallowing our whole into sublimity. “Poetry is human request from God for an answer” a good friend of mine added once. More than that, art per se; embodies the need for the kind of expression that goes beyond rational or logic thought and into the realm of the ultimate balance, between time and no-time, form and no-form, silence and sound, Light and Darkness. And before the eyes of a certain beholder, beauty is born. “ Talking pics” says Misadriel, Master Enthusiast, their language escapes our understanting but theres an instinctive attraction within that changes perception into pure love. Their colors and shapes and shadows and primarily imagination rules over the World that imposes its heavy burden over the lightness that conquers into every shot. Somewhere the perfect image lies, and we, any one of us, that goes into that sacred human path, could be one of the fortunate enough to at one point affirm. “I hunted it down, it is my own doing, I am sole responsible for the conception of a life that lives only in that Picture.” What greater pride can there be? But of that of the creator. Why not play god once every often, and answer ourselves.

Thats how I see it. Take a look…

and do, please, know that none of the pics can be handled, copyed or used without express permission

Started w/ a sony cybershot dsc-p200, then Killian is again a sony H-2, any modifications are done w/ iPhoto.

about me:

economics student

cultural activist

psychoanalysis fan/patient

writer

21 year old alternative(9/9)

wannabe mystic

vowed never-to-take-a-photography-course selftaught photography enthusiast

(immanyotherthingsandnothingallthesame...)