Obsession is beautiful. Beauty is not a poem. Its something unintended for beauty's sake that interests me. I am totally obsessed with reality and I will forever search for the root of that obsession through human sexuality, the suns beautiful crepuscular rays and art. In this gallery I attempt to turn such a everyday things as stains on the streets of Los Angeles into objects from my past or memories of a distant object almost half blurred by the slow degradation of my memories.