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Introduction	i do this because it's my inevitability. i do this to honour the dead. for as long as i remember, i've loved drawing. but those from humble families don't have the luxury to indulge in such passions. so i pursued the more lucrative business of words. few years ago, a few close friends passed away in as many years. people of ferocious intelligence who dreamt of making things better suddenly snuffed out. as i struggled to come to terms with this absurdity, words failed. instead i found myself drawing out my grief. my works are my attempt to reconcile with life's transience. more specifically, memories - gossamer records of what have been. not just of people, but also experiences, places, emotions etched into your soul, long after they've left. & maybe - just maybe - let them burn a little longer before night claims them.

Introduction

i do this because it's my inevitability. i do this to honour the dead. for as long as i remember, i've loved drawing. but those from humble families don't have the luxury to indulge in such passions. so i pursued the more lucrative business of words. few years ago, a few close friends passed away in as many years. people of ferocious intelligence who dreamt of making things better suddenly snuffed out. as i struggled to come to terms with this absurdity, words failed. instead i found myself drawing out my grief. my works are my attempt to reconcile with life's transience. more specifically, memories - gossamer records of what have been. not just of people, but also experiences, places, emotions etched into your soul, long after they've left. & maybe - just maybe - let them burn a little longer before night claims them.