Many of my photos are out of this world. I am always on a search for something completely different. This time I was travelling, I was in my world of fantasy. There was a crane, I love cranes. But there were wires hanging over the crane, and then I saw the backdrop: ghosts of mountains shrouded in a yellow haze left by the sun as it was departing for another sunrise somewhere. Was I still in my real world, or was I transcending to the next dimension? I am still here to tell the story and that is the important thing.