Artography
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Art is something that makes you breathe with a different kind of happiness.
You don't take photographs, you make them.
Art speaks where words are unable to explain.
Treat a work of art like a prince: let it speak to you first.
A picture is a poem without words.
This book contains my artworks and photographs. So, yeah, that's all for now!
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