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S5

In general, I miss a lot of things now. But I caught myself thinking that I miss my Panasonic S5. I wondered if it was because I wanted a full-frame camera, or the ability to get good results at high ISOs, or a wide angle – and came to the conclusion that I don’t need a Nikon Z5, which costs a relatively penny. I don’t need a Sony with a bunch of its problems. I need my Panasonic, which I’m used to and which gave me exactly the feeling that I like.

I’m sad that now our financial situation is not such that it would allow us to somehow buy any of the cameras. Because the money from my Panasonic S5 was invested in a dream – in the opportunity to earn money and earn money for a new camera. And I know that we will be able to earn money for it in just a month or a half. In the season when there will be an opportunity to work. But there is a little bug that is eating me up because I don’t have a tool for creativity that I am completely satisfied with.

Time will tell how it will be..

I let people go easily.

There is a type of people I easily let go of. Here she is. She lives near Lutsk. Is that a sin? No. We lived there ourselves. Not far away…she goes to Slovakia – is that a sin? No…it’s not about that. It’s just that fragment that was in the last letter from one of the platforms she writes on. She writes on a russian-language blog site – is that a sin? Yes.

At such moments, I get the feeling that Western Ukraine is really a “separate world” where there is no war, so… is it possible to write on an enemy site where every 4.5 out of 5 people want you dead? Yes… probably. Because people from the “peaceful world” are like goldfish. They don’t remember for long why they left their country at the beginning of the war. And it’s convenient now to wander off to Slovakia, or Germany, or somewhere else to “distract” themselves from this war.

There was once a game called Dr. Mario. In my childhood, we played it on an old game console, which was an analogue of the Nes. The picture was black and white, and there you had to destroy microbes. White, yellow and red. In monochrome, white and yellow were like one colour, barely distinguishable if you look closely. And here is the feeling that for this person there is a war in monochrome.It exists – but you can also write. Because “the war is somewhere out there…”