It all starts with a dream. And as is often the case, dreams are confusing upon waking, vague, and only fragments of images are remembered. And among those fragmentary images, some become clearer in my mind. ​

​In my dream, I hold in my hands some A4-sized prints of photographs taken of a tree in the center of a landscape, half sky and half plain. It's the same tree under different skies and lighting conditions. Then, a word: "ONE." In uppercase letters.

Upon waking up, I remain confused but with those images fixed in my mind. There are dreams that seem like messages from the subconscious.

A few days later, I feel the need to get in the car and search for that tree. I finally find it. The tree and the landscape surprisingly resemble those in my dream. From that moment on, I start photographing it.

Nearly a year after finding that tree and photographing it for seven or eight months, I still don't know the meaning of the tree or why the word "ONE."

In every photo I've taken and processed, I wanted to reflect a mood at the moment of clicking the shutter. Visiting and photographing that tree became a sort of therapy, a way of expression, and a means to let out what was inside me during each visit to the place.

The last photo is a symbol that I carry with me as if it were a totem, reminding me of that tree from my dreams.