the grass grayer

i can't even remember my dream,
last night.
the sun wake me up and
the haze lead me to my consciousness.
but, i see this grasses grayer...am i daydreaming?

a grand mother and grand daughter

a simple portrait of paradoxical reality.

the pray time

...a meeting with god

the faces

the faces of stranger.

the waiting toom

all of us is waiting for someone, something or even nothing.

there is no a way out

there is no a way out.

a mono symbol

this cold magical night dances with its own darkness,
and the moon glances at miles away
avoid all the electrical colors
to become a mono symbol
after the day.