These flowers in this book have done their mission. They all died and are not enjoyed and loved any longer.
When I held my first photographic exhibition, I have many many flowers in celebration from my friends.
All these flowers are so beautiful in all their glory with love and I feel so happy.
I could not throw out these flowers after my exhibition even though they were dead. Then an idea comes into my mind. I want to leave their last appearance as a picture forever.
Life comes to an end sometime. They live through their own life with pure and proud mind. And those lives are still so beautiful after they ended their lifetime. Flowers closing their life teach me beauty of the life.
Now I feel happy when I think about people’s love who gave me beautiful flowers. I still keep on taking pictures of these beautiful (dying) flowers with heartful thanks.