Part of upcoming photo book
Project in progress started in Spring 2016

A love confession
A photo confession
A confession


An enamoured is blind

He can not distinguish what is true and what is not, they say

What is real and what is imaginary
The object of his desire becomes ideal
Everything is beautiful in the eyes of Love
But if someone could capture what a lover’s eyes can see?
If he succeeds in making everyone see what the eyes of love have seen?

If he succeeds in sharing it?
Then perchance Eros isn’t an illusion?
Then perchance love is true?

Perchance, what eyes of love can see, is the reality?