Its OK to dream a Little

My entire idea revolves around someone who has felt loneliness through time, A mans whos love is abstract. Does it makes him a weaker man, or a fool. A fool with a heart and no sense is just as unhappy as a fool with sense and no heart. As he hovers his Nobel car through the streets his imagination strucks with a hologram which he has always loved. May be because the hologram will never leave him unlike everyone else in his life.

I hope I will be able to pursue my imagination through my art work.