The warm hug of a familiar breeze
Ever since moving to the Netherlands to study my understanding and perception of my home country and my friends there has been evolving. The photographs in this series were made during several visits to my home reflecting my love, longing, frustration and absence to the place, a valley, surrounded by mountains and the people connected to it. What once was home is becoming a cold metaphor for the ever disappearing carelessness of youth, its warmth and tranquillity.
