Once Upon A Time enlivens the traces of dreams and bouts of nostalgia from my childhood. A spade of memories collected years ago but still fresh in my mind. As I attempt to revitalize these memories, the photographs depict visual scenes that I have tattooed across my mind at the last moments as the pickup vehicle slowly departed away from my home; the sight of my stash of toys, our little house and the memories that linger, fading slowly in the distance. These photographs were taken at a rural area in Malaysia to manifest a close depiction of my past; of how I remembered, of how I felt, of stories of once was. As I hold on to these fragments of memory, the sense of great loss blankets me.