Death is a dominant motif in my life, since I remember myself visions pass through my head, not only of death itself but of the process that precedes it
Loss of colors and energy, slow dying, withering, weakness at a certain point both soul and body seek to accelerate the process, but just like most things in nature I hold on to life till the last moment will not describe this situation with bright light, of colors, but rather using dark colors which together create an almost complete darkness
It is the same darkness which serves as a clear motif in the images which stand in front of you