1926
The worse period in school and arguably in life. My grandfather, whom I was close with, passed away in the middle of project 2. I was overwhelmed with work, school work as well as family matters. It felt as though the world around me was crumbling down and I couldn’t breathe. In the midst of all these, I took photographs during the whole ordeal as I needed to remember the sequence of events. I realise, you don’t ever get over a death of a loved one, you merely get better at masking the pain.
