My final photograph
On Sunday I was photographing a memorial ceremonial mass in Kočevski rog where in year 1945 there was without a trial a mass execution of collaborators and also many innocent people. On the way there I passed a place where my friend crashed his car into a tree and died and since I was driving through Kočevski rog forest roads the thought of death lingered back in my mind. On the road I noticed a sculpture by unknown artist and I took a picture of it (above) and then I was at ease, because this is a really great picture to finish a life of photographer, isn’t. Much cooler then Cappa’s final picture.