Hidden Delight is a series about “the other side”.

All we see are shades and shadows drawn by light on whatever separates us from “the other side”.

Few details are to be identified, but the overall picture easily reveals the ghost image, the soul of living plants.

We can almost “smell” the shades of colors…. Can we dare to whisper or draw attention on us with the lightest movement while gazing those images without restraint?