Fieldwork:

"The fifth season of the year"
A brief but deep intermission between autumn and winter. The leaves are long gone and there is yet no snow. Sounds get crisp and smells anxious. Sometimes neither fall nor winter want this part of life, sometimes both fight fiercely for the right to claim it. In this game, people cannot influence the course of events.

Just one month when the essence of all things lies bare in the palm of your hand and you can only watch...

P.S. The peculiarity of this subject is that, in addition to photography, the process included DIY developing and printing. A temporary laboratory was set up for this, a creative kingdom ruled by the red lamp.
Photographs...