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Taking photographs is a compulsion for me. I have thousands. Blurred, skew whiff and under/over exposed. And they all mean something. A chronicle of my life so far. Where I have been, and how it felt to be there. It’s a familiar road I travel for I see it every time I reminis. True, a picture says a thousand words and each interpretation may differ,and surely, that is why we often become intoxicated by imagery, at having our thoughts provoked. Provoked. It’s like a direct challenge – What do you see? How does this make you feel?…

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