Photography | old

Some funny situations happened when I shot the pictures. Once, Napalys was walking by, and when he saw me with the camera, he started running away. He wanted to hide, so he dove to the ground and on all fours he ran into blackcurrant bushes, watching whether l gave up. So Napalys also has pictures in the bushes. l developed and printed the films myself. White becomes a shadow that slowly takes on a concrete shape. The most dramatic of my pictures presents a moment when a cow with its belly swollen like a balloon fells to the ground and dics. My father removes the hide with a knife. The cow lies on the green grass as huge, bloody globe. Petras and Napalys are crying. No more milk...