I love taking pictures, as sometimes a photo can describe situations better than words.
Especially now that I am leaving into EVS life....
How to explain deeply with words, a situation where a Bulgarian , a Lithuanian , a Portuguese a French and an Italian carry a sofa' in the night for about one km, under the rain?
Or how to explain, sleeping in a gym with homeless people who are gonna playing into a theater-festival?
Or a moment where, finding some benches into a changing-room of a school, someone says: “Now we have 15 minutes”. “For what?” “For sleeping”, being too tired from previous crazy days...
Sometimes I feel it's impossible to describe some moments, as inside this experience there is a whole bunch of feelings and to describe them I would risk to be banal and all these moments are a lot of things except than banal and facile.
I was very proud of the pictures that i had taken last Friday during the big event in Šumperk of Doduhy Most.
Unfortunately I don't have those pictures anymore, as my camera was stolen.
I didn't know if I felt sadder for having lost my camera or for having lost my pictures. Or for the fact that probably my camera had been stolen by the people for whom I was working for.
And of course the suspects of everyone there were mostly on some gypsies kids who I had around all the time.
My camera was found, but not the pictures as they were deleted by the “thief”, who, against all the “expectations” was not a gypsy.
I firstly felt grateful to my Friends who found it, terrible sorry for my pictures but mostly, somehow shocked for the reaction of one the gypsy kid after the “retrieval” of my camera. I run to him as soon as I got my camera back, as during the evening he and other gypsy kids had been “interrogated”.....
I wanted to show him that everything was ok now.
I excepted him to smile, but what I saw was that there were tears in his huge, deep, black and proud eyes.
I am not sure if his tears were of sadness or happiness.
Even because i also wanted to cry for several different mixed feelings...
Again, I don't know how to explain some things....
Anyway, after we sung the song of Happiness in Italian (La canzone della felicita') and everyone was happy again...
Vale
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