This is tombstone of Herman van den Reeck. In the age of 19 years, he was shot by Belgian establishment soldier. I try to capture it in drizzly rain. Yet its not shape. Another try.

I have no intention on political things or else. Just wondering, how is it to be an opposition. To be someone that most people never expect me to be. Else, to keep in reality apart from having an access to live in a dream. Awareness. My biggest thanks for the dream I may feel.