In the second year of my life, as a result of a medical mistake my life gets out of my control.  The given injections cause cerebral palsy, or poliomyelitis, and consequently I undergo medical treatment each summer during 11 years.

If you ask me to talk about my childhood memories, the first things coming to my mind would be dirty hospital rooms, doctors working there, painful treatments and eternal despair. Even though the physical pain I’d endured started to fade away from my mind after some period of time, the disease caused hardships and miserable memories are still alongside me throughout my life.

These photos are the mirrors reflecting my soul – mirrors that reflecting on myself.

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