It was the summer, thirteen years ago. I was sitting in the passenger seat of a car that was taking me somewhere... I don't remember where. The weather was terrible; it rained for the second hour. I had a new compact camera with me. The pictures you see were taken out of boredom.
The car was driving, the rain was drumming on the window, I was taking pictures. Like the weather, the pictures were terrible. When I processed them to get something legible, I spent a hour moving the sliders in the Lightroom.
Sometimes your worst pictures are actually the worst. There is no way to change that.
Southern Ural, Russia.
June, 2007.
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