The word ‘photographer’ does not pass my state of consciousness.

Oh no… you don’t get it… I honestly just try to arrange things in a really teeny weeny window reflected by a mirror and depress the button.

​​And hey, presto!  if I’m blessed by the Heavenly Gods who cast me a glance for just that one-in-a-thousandth of a second, you get to view the elaborate arrangement of coloured pixels in a rectangle.

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It’s just that simple. One frame at a time. Take it as I like it... covering issues that has touched me.​