Like, my ex Angel ( back in '91 )

Then, the sound of the engines was nothing.

Everything was so ...

I was sort of doped with her completely.

The qualityo of the pixs I describe as miraculous since there was no deep thinking in adjusting the foucus & light at all. All in all I was suprised that I made something at all.

She was a little lier :) First she told me she was 21 :))). Later admitted that she was 19 and at the end it turned out I was breaking a law :).

Dmn. But I wasn't checking anything.

We just met outside and it was a click.

Later on we enjoued the Boom of the secoundary explosions of our sences.

Somehow the whole story was the cream of my achievements at that time :)

We came to the boat by the car.

Then did the buzzing thing around rivers Sava & Danube up to the Zemun area.

It was some 60l of petrol all in all back & forth.

It was a whole day achievement.

Back then I had no idea of diving & windsurfing.

I was into fishing & sometimes we would stop by the banks & fish & let loose the poor creatures back to their home environment.

Savage I was at that time it was her influence that made me approve that attitude during fishing.

Before it was impossible to me to throw the catch that easily away.

Nowdays ( '99 ) I just can not kill a fish anymore since through diving I become too sensitive to the marine life. If it's for the meal I do only oisters, octopussy or morey.

Now look at her there. After so may years when I write this ( I was checking some old papers ) this brings back old memories.

It's the sky radio that makes me also volnerable at that time.

Consyme Evosonic radio all the time. But somehow now...

Ok, to the memory.

There was a wind & current against us. But we were in no hurry.

She never admitted but later on I became suspicious: I think that she was running away form the school sometimes.

I newer asked or cared to investigate.

It was just so ...

Remember that she was  on the top of the boat like here and that other people driving around were all at the back where I was making these photos.

They tried to explain to me that she should be back at the boat where I was.

But, eh, much do they know :)

Some of them seemed to understend my point of wiev and other didn't .

All in all It was a strange thing to them.

They thought that the boat would be faster that way.

It wasn't the speed that was of interest then.

It was the overall environment.

The Landscape.

Here future vissagio pushes the boat together with his Angel into the water.

It didn't made me such a big trouble to drag that thing backwards for a while.

I just couldn't allow myself to make her grase her feet with the mud.

Didn't care too mych about myself though :)

On this down under pix it's me checking the film & camera.

That is how the film rolls. How the camera is responding to the cartridge and so on.

Why we parted.

Well, the ugly situation on Balkans was so dangerous that I just had to flee to the Black see.

Later on, much later I was thinking that  I possibly made a mistake since I cried several times back there in Russia for her.

Took me very long time to recover.

This was on of the scenes I took at the black sea.

During the bad weather on the dock protective wall. The wave is some 20m high.

This was my favourite wiev after I graduated :)
Try to imagine my point of wiev - Statical Designer with his love in front of him ih hand made boat & engines boght form the money he earned by teaching kids math.

In the background statical design of his University book authors.

The life looked as colorful as that air matrace he bought in Russia some years ago. But back then he was using simple Russian Kiev and blac & white film that he also brought from R. The film was in packages and he rolled it in the box & in the camera & planned where to take this. It wos such a full of satisfaction life when he later developed the film & made the photos. All by himself.

Thank You Jesus, Thank You Lord.

Killing me softly :)

I was so to say, spelled with the harbour walls & the atmosphere of it that I just had to turn the boat around, wake her up and ask her to pose for my fiction.

I don't know what to say....

She paying attention to the other boats passing by....