Mono is a kind of edge between the reverse sides of my existence. Trying to hold myself in the mild area I always fall into an ecstatic or apathetic state. Thus my life turns into seasons with unpredictable duration. 

Via taking pictures, I capture images that attract my attention in one state or another. Trying to guess the signs of a change in mode in external order, I take so many shots that it turns into a compulsive habit.

A friend of mine told me, we now need repetitive actions to avoid anxiety.

Sometimes it seems to me that I don’t strive for normal reality, but try to keep away from it.