22Feb 24
Silent visual stories.
For the love of long narrow streets.
I didn’t like Gaudi. However, @dijana_vucinic decided to prove me wrong, so I changed my mind after the visit.
Derelict JNA military barracks and tunnels. Yes. And off into the unknown we go.
Lazy Sunday, pretty day, no tourists.
A brief GFX visit to Kolašin, the hometown of my family name. Also, an unexpected curious visitor.
Sold everything 35mm format. EVERYTHING. I’m back to larger sensors again at last, with beautiful 4:3 aspect ratio, like my old Hasselblad and P45+ days. I welcome the Fujifilm GFX100s, and it brings an insane amount of light, into lowlight.
On a cold but sunny winter day, we explored Grahovo.
Prizren is actually Shkodër on steroids. And yes, I do like it.
Turbulent times in Montenegro. We come out on the streets to show our spirit when the country is at stake. For the third time in history we rise to show that Montenegrin nation will not perish, and this time we know our demons, both foreign and domestic.
I was in love back in 80s when I stepped on the escalator for the first time in my life. I remember it so vividly, the magic and all the toys in the “RK Beograd” shopping center.
It was one early morning on the fleamarket, and there we met. She was sleeping there in a pile of dead cameras and she looked at me, my communist diva!
Carnival in Tuzi. Corona virus, neanderthals, angels, monsters, bedroom on wheels, indians, and a lot of CRI-zero sodium-vapor streetlights. Hold my beer.