Common to these park parties are the understandable feeling of joy of all the participants because of the renewed socializing outdoors – free of charge (!), but also a large amount of remnants of rubber balloons.
For the exhibition “View from my window“, I submitted two photographs from the cycle in progress – (approximately) the same frame (cadre) of the same motif from my home environment, shot in three weeks apart. In chronological order (here with a “jump”) I followed the interplay of nature and human with forms – intensified by colours, textures, light and shadows – now partly determined by coronavirus.
I continue my review of several sketch stories from my own experience but also from much broader human experience of the difficulties imposed by the “time of coronavirus”.
… My incidental, silent homage to executed urban trees – cut down hidden by “coronavirus”.
Once on Mljet, still latently confronted with my conflicting doubts and excessive fatigue (…), I unexpectedly found my personal, simple and satisfactory “answers“ that I just needed at that point. I found them in my reflected image in a puddle of rain water that remained at the bottom of an old plastic boat pulled up on the shore–more clear recognized in a subsequent photos review on the camera LCD screen…