Prague
Prague is one of those dear cities of Mitteleuropa that I could visit very early in my life, perhaps around 1985, when it was still quite a surprise for me that chocolate was available in any store (in Poland, chocolate was still to be bought exclusively with food stamps). Certainly, I returned there many times, in 2000, 2016 and 2017, till the point of falling under the charm of Czech language, so amusing to my ear as if it were a constant parade of puns and funny ways of dubbing things.
Together with Lisbon, Prague used to be commonly regarded as an utterly poetic place; was it for a resonance of Kafka and Pessoa in popular imagination? Be as it may, there exist advanced schools of taking pictures of these cities (Prague even more than Lisbon). Myself, I could never achieve the level of sophistication in any of them. Perhaps my eye is not fresh enough, or I don't have sufficient patience to equal the best photographers. But I've tried my best.
Together with Lisbon, Prague used to be commonly regarded as an utterly poetic place; was it for a resonance of Kafka and Pessoa in popular imagination? Be as it may, there exist advanced schools of taking pictures of these cities (Prague even more than Lisbon). Myself, I could never achieve the level of sophistication in any of them. Perhaps my eye is not fresh enough, or I don't have sufficient patience to equal the best photographers. But I've tried my best.
In 2000, before the digital age
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In 2016 and 2017
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Karlstein Castle
Buzov Castle
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Olomouc
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