magic glass
It was late and bitterly cold.
I was driving back home, dreaming somewhat quicker go to bed, having wrapped up in a warm blanket.
Suddenly, I catch sight of this window and have forgotten about everything.
I have forgotten even about the frostbitten fingers (which I got during my military service in Siberia).
I had not ceased pressing on a camera button, being afraid to miss even one moment.
Thus this series was born.
I was driving back home, dreaming somewhat quicker go to bed, having wrapped up in a warm blanket.
Suddenly, I catch sight of this window and have forgotten about everything.
I have forgotten even about the frostbitten fingers (which I got during my military service in Siberia).
I had not ceased pressing on a camera button, being afraid to miss even one moment.
Thus this series was born.
