Zeljana

funny how things look familiar, but nothing is really the same. or maybe it's just me who's changed. time makes people and things fragile. love on the other hand beats even time. i'm moving soon. a fresh start. hopefully i'll find my peace. cause that's all i want now. peace. and maybe some day i will forget what i lost.

With over 10 000 pics from Mexico, Hawaii and Alaska. I got a new camera, too.  Now I have the original film PEN, and the digital PEN (EP1).

all is in motion. it would be the same with time, had we the means to observe it other than watching the hands of our clocks going around the imaginary nows. there is a place I call home, and that place is a moving vessel. not that it feels like home, but we are sentenced to one another, until one of us decides to let go. each day different port or no port at all. just blue, everywhere you look, with occasional rain, so surreal on the open sea. after a while you get used to the rhythm, strong rocking down the mississippi, wind on the open sea which subsides as the ships sails further south, different colors of the sunsets, silence along th