Loss: out of my window

Paraphrasing L. Tolstoy’s “every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way” I think that everyone experiences loss in his/her own way. Each life is unique and each loss is unique as well. Each pain is deeply personal. Here are series of photographs that I took in 2011-2012 looking out of my window after my father died. Clicking the shutter when something would get to me through the fogged by loss consciousness.



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