Honestly, everytime I go to the capital the weather turns to cold, rain and (this time) snow. Ok, maybe not everytime but it sure happens a lot lately. It would all be less dramatic for me if I haven’t had 4 (heavy) books in my bag to return to the library (only to come back home with the more bigger ones), fiddling with the umbrella at the same time, carrying a camera around my neck, no gloves and no hat and if I haven’t missed my train which passed by me as I watched him go. Beautiful.
But, all pitty party jazz aside, when I got home I kinda felt cool I went to Zagreb. Yes, there was no real heat in the train back home and I was literally freezing while I was trying to read one of my Star Wars novels (the second book from the Thrawn trilogy, if anyone is interested) in dim light from the train corridor. At the end of the day, when I regained my senses after a hot cup of cocoa I realized how happy I am I went somewhere, instead of just being at home.
I was living in Zagreb from fall of 2006. to the beginning of 2010. At the time I’ve already discovered photography (and got my old D80 in the spring of 2007.) and I am not sure why I didn’t shoot more of Zagreb and around Zagreb back then. I was living in the city’s center and everything was just right there for me and easily accessible. When I think about it, it doesn’t make a lot of sense. I know I am very shy when on my own with my camera walking around and always feel bad when people look at me while I’m taking a photo of something. I know, it is all in my head. And now I feel really stupid for not taking the advantage of the situation I was in.
Now, everytime I got to Zagreb I want to walk around and take photos. I guess you don’t know what you had until you lost it.
The upper three photos were taken along the main street in Zagreb called Ilica. Actually, I came to conclusion most people there really don’t care if you’re taking photos of them. I was walking around with my photog friend Mirko who is far more used to shoot street photos. And people. I always hesitate.
The last of the three photos look like an HDR but it really isn’t. The Volkswagen beetle car really looks that glossy. Or some weird glossy matte no matter how impossible that might seem.
As you can see, the snow was crazy. It was so cold and I had this bitter sweet feeling along our walk. Bitter because it was cold and I had to hold my umbrella yada yada and sweet, well, I got to do what I like – take photos.
Finally, the time to go home arrived and I just wanted to fast forward the train waiting and train riding and just be teleported into my 56km away warm home. At the top of it all, I still had a 365 photo to take (for my Flickr stream) so my damped boots were the only option I wanted to settle for. And why not shoot a bit of train station bokeh while there, right?
Next Wednesday I am going to Zagreb again. Expect some Armageddon-ish weather type of photos. Haha. I so hope not. God bless, guys!