It took me months to look at those pictures. Although it was a magical trip, I was deeply depressed when I traveled those islands in April - no wonder, since I always manage to pick out the biggest human fail out of 100 people to become my close friend, thanks to my poor knowledge of human nature. Being pretty much on my own with the camera, I could not help but overthinking everything that happened in the recent time. Before I left my place for three weeks, I knew I would only have a backpack with my stuff, connecting me with home and a whole lot of weight on my shoulders. Writing diary, sketching thoughts and taking pictures of the nature was not really the relief that I hoped for. Instead, I realized what I don't want to have in my life anymore and became more cautious about new people I met, after I returned from the islands. You see, its hard to describe the feelings I had, when I was there, on my own. But I searched for some pictures who can maybe describe the time better than words, between storm and the calm, only little color but so much structure and plenty levels of change in-between itself. Enjoy -
all pictures taken by me, Diana Kozachek (c) and the self timer. thank you, self timer.