My relationship with this world has always been painful. I could never fully settle into the world, and it has never embraced me. Feeling myself like a stranger through all my life has been the most familiar and exhausting feeling. There has been as if something lack in me all the time.
For as long as I’ve known myself, I am in search of this “thing” that I don’t know. No matter where I am, no matter what I do, a part of my mind has been obsessed with it.
These images are reflections of my humble visual imagination about my surroundings while wandering around the streets with my camera in the hope of filling this obscure deficiency preventing me from the joy of life. These photographs have no particular order, have no beginning and no end. They can be seen as fragments from the odyssey of my desperate search.