this one was a task: we went to a grey, muddy park with the colourful foils, supposed to show how we felt in that moment.
I don’t care much about the foils or about the park, these lamps don’t mean much to me either. But they somehow ended up on the pictures saying things about that day, things that grew into a different meaning and different day and reality, these colours became my glasses, my lenses I looked through, confusing, surreal, making that new meaning meaningful, disturbing, mine.
Just some people there and me, Sunday afternoon, doing other things than lying in bed, or on the sofa, I don’t really know.
I swallowed up what was around me and spat it out in some confused colours.
The Sun has immigrated to the South. We stayed here, covered with the fog.
Northern Slovakia, 10.2016.
Nikon d5200, lensbaby
What an inspiring photographer: