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Do you remember those kids whose parents were always on the move? Every few years a different city. The children would seem different…more worldly, mature and possibly somewhat detached.

I was one of those kids. Not to say my childhood wasn’t a happy one – it was. I have fond memories of watching my father developing photographs in our very own dark room. Maybe that’s where my lens began to develop, too. 

City to city, culture to culture. Who were these new people before me? What made them tick? How could I frame this? Snap, solution, chemistry…an image forms. What does it say? – Fedya Ili


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