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Vlad Melnik
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Nothing is imaginary and everything is.  


The concept for this book came about purely accidently.  I was looking through my photo album at some really bad, candid pictures of myself, thinking I need to discard them into trash before anyone sees them, when on a fluke I applied some Photoshop filters to one of the shots and came up with a pretty neat result.  Behold, a poorly executed snapshot gained an artistic expression…  A spark of inspiration gave a rise to a wild fire; soon every terrible picture of me taken in the recent past became an artistic endeavor.    

But the ultimate result was even more surprising.  The most fascinating aspect of this album, that even though each shot is masked by a tone of Photoshop techniques, these pictures are probably most revealing of many facets of me.  They are in the sense true candid shots.  The process of creating each photograph was like revealing a personal demon, looking deeper inside yourself, not necessarily liking what you seeing, but being intrigued nevertheless.



Identity is the ultimate art form. Thus I humbly dedicate this book to those of us who are still in search of one true face within… May it be adorned by a smile.


  

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