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Lately, in addition to perfumes, I've been obsessed with the street life in Amsterdam, namely its GORGEOUS trees! So pretty in the fall, with all the colors and shapes and simply - oh. Here are some photos,

Smell is the most ineffable of our senses, so untouchable, so dreamy, it can bring to mind memories long since forgotten. I'm a bit obsessed with smells, not just perfumes, but generally. Smell of the

Hi everyone! It's probably been 5 years since I last shot 120mm film, and especially using the lovely plastic toy called Diana+. I'm actually surprised how many out of 12 photos turned out OK, with the

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

this is a series of mood collections illustrating subjective experience of anything all images are mine unless obviously not ✰

Chai means tea and masala means a mix of spices - together they describe a traditional Indian brew of black tea, milk and spices. While everyone has their own interpretation of the drink, it's pretty standard

Night time, city lights, rain drops, some cool music - it's hard to love winter, but also not that hard.

Poetry is the most picturesque of literary forms. Reading poetry creates images in our head - and once, I saw clearly images in a poem my friend wrote. The poem is in Serbian language, but here you can

Feeling kinda nostalgic tonight. Photos are from November '15 - June '16, I think, most of them. A very gloomy but beautiful period.

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analog photography, 2015

A bunch of drawings, paintings, graphics I did way back when . Enjoy... moonscape my words lost in the trees moon on my way forest of figs

I miss the Iceland vibe so much these days..