One head and thousand years

The images capture moments that arise when lost in thought, evoking a connection to memories. This sensation dwells in my chest, ascending like an elevator into my brain?the essence of my narrative.00Drawing from personal experiences, I used them as the foundation. Delving into scattered memories and anxieties, I forged a nonlinear storyline centered on myself. As both narrator and subject, I embarked on a complex journey. This exploration pushed my inner and outer boundaries, confronting vulnerabilities from family ties, especially my younger sister. I faced my humanity, photographer identity and existence in the post-Soviet Muslim context.00Curiously, everyday natural phenomena and objects began speaking to me differently. Peeling mental layers like an onion, I found an unfamiliar yet satisfying experience. Compelled, I delved deeper, feeling like an unknown entity seeking answers, like radar blips on a dark road. Internally, sporadic and intense breathing prevailed. This journey led to the core of puzzling thoughts, like a spinning top without place in the vast universe.? (Hassan Kurbanbaev)