I love old things. Because I think they have some kind of dignity in the same way old people like our grandpa and grandma have. The rust on the wrench that looks like a rough hand of grandpa, and hundreds of scratches on a wooden hat cast is like a sweet crow’s feet of grandma. Besides the visible beauty, they are wearing something like I may call "aura" that can only be earned from long period of time and experiences they have been thru. I'm shooting portraits of them with much respect as I were shooting my lovely grandma. These images are the portraits of their long lives.