So the second day of sorting through the archives brings us way back to May of 2013. To those three days in Venezia that left me with screaming pain in my elbows which stayed with me for the next two years (due to my then camera that seemed to be heavy like a marble boulder), but above all – with crystal clear realization what it is that I truly love to shoot and with the memory about the most inspiring photography trip I had taken thus far.

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