Today I'll show you the second part of my revelations...a film one. Each place of living keeps its own story. My memories burn and smoke, leaving only ashes behind... The ashes, by which I will draw a new world of the future. Welcome, stranger, to see themonochrome part of me memories. Hints, innuendo, self-flagellation and relentless hope are intertwined in it. P.S. All the photos are made on analog Zenit cameras, using Fomapan & Kodak films, constant electric light, mobile phone lightening, mirrors, candles and window light.