Khuroshvili Ilia:
When you left the lens cap.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
The colours of autumn.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
I only can shots when I drain them.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Any resemblence to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
I don't think i should wait.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Nature takes its own.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
It's hard to catch the right moment on your own.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Not the farthest reach you can.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
By the border.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Fly.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Not quite what I wanted to.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
New update stage.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Somewhere.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Being happy.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Shell.
Khuroshvili Ilia:
Installation.
