Memories fade, portraits remain.

I made my memories or whether memories made up my life?

This was a magic moment and so beautifully captured by someone I love the most, the one who always knows how to make me laugh. I know so many just like it are right around the corner and in the meantime I guess I’ll just have to send those letters, try to understand the dreams and the nightmares and find different walls to paint..

Anyway, this portrait is a beautiful way to keep my memories intact. Priceless.

Totin Jamain
I give myself the luxury of saying what I want.