Photographing the land that I endeavor to portray is merely viable through a specific notion. A thought that makes reality appealing to me and an image that seems more genuine than experience. Tenets, as night falls, open their eyes and encounter me unexpectedly. Metaphors that form this land are the comprehensive example of the language I speak. A gigantic and still body that is like a mirror before us at times, sometimes just like a rusty memory and sometimes like a goblet that promises the future. The vastness of my habitat is equal to the vastness of my territory in dreams and blackness is its nature.