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Wotruba Church in Vienna.

La sortie de metro (Metro Exit), Paris, Sabine Weiss, 1955

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ph. Danko Maksimovic - Belgrade, Serbia (2022)

Film: Kodak Gold 200

YUGOSLAVIA 1926

In the mid-1920s the prominent German photographer Kurt Hielscher was invited by the government in Belgrade to travel to Yugoslavia and create a book with images of the state, founded only a few years earlier. Kurt Hielscher had already published similar and very successful books about Italy, Spain and Germany, so he took up the invitation with enthusiasm.

The journey - from the Alps to Novo Mesto towards Bulgaria - produced 1200 photographs, from which he chose 191. In Hielscher's words, those were the few "which would try to show the attractive, diverse character of the landscape, the architecture, and way of life of the Yugoslavs... I didn't want to create a collection of postcards".

The result is a stunning and often moving collection, published in a book in 1926 in Berlin by Ernst Wassmuth AG.

Please, respect the author's original work, do not "colorize" these photo plates. It's an act of vandalism.

village house in Krašnja

Otočec castle on the Krka river

Šibenik

Split

Črešnjevac

Girls from Busovača

Počitelj on the Neretva

Mostar

Sarajevo market

World of Birds Building (1971-72) at the Bronx Zoo in New York, NY, USA, by Morris Ketchum, Jr. and Associates

‘scoptophilia‘ photo by alice rosati for carnale room

im always either posting harry du bois or one of those spore fuckers

it's kinda comforting to me when my friends are a little annoying or longwinded or abrasive or tired and inarticulate, or they don't do the exact politest thing in every interaction, and stuff, because I know I'm sometimes annoying, or take up a more than my share of conversational space, or forget to ask them questions, etc etc, and... like, I'm always working to be nice to my friends and to get better and better at friend-ing, but it just makes me feel more human about it :}

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