Luiza
I love going fishing. I’ve been sitting by lakes all my life. As an older woman, I’ve found the time you wait by the water is not wasted. The emptiness and the stillness is beautiful. It was never easy for me to do nothing. I grew up in a growing town in Russia, where a great urban movement fuelled a wild desire to work all the time. We thought we would be the best in Russia, maybe the best in the world. Two years of this fever passed, and by that time I wanted to leave. I was young and hoping to see more of my country. I took the opportunity to follow a professor as his assistant to Europe. It was very uncommon, for a girl of little status to travel with an older educated man. After taking carriage after carriage, we took a boat from Albania to Greece. And from Greece we came to Italy. One day, a very generous present came from a friend of the professor’s - Dr Emilio Gonzalez. A camera intended for use in his laboratory was no longer needed, it had broken slightly and did not have the required accuracy his science demanded. I never took photos of myself. Only of the places and the people I saw appeared in my black and white photographs. Only yesterday, I found the camera buried under paperwork in a drawer that has been shut for nearly thirty years. Tomorrow is my 73rd birthday. It was 50 years ago that I was first in the spring sunshine of Rome.
To read more of Rachels work:
https://rachpayne33.blogspot.com
https://thisisacollectionofthings.blogspot.com
I love going fishing. I’ve been sitting by lakes all my life. As an older woman, I’ve found the time you wait by the water is not wasted. The emptiness and the stillness is beautiful. It was never easy for me to do nothing. I grew up in a growing town in Russia, where a great urban movement fuelled a wild desire to work all the time. We thought we would be the best in Russia, maybe the best in the world. Two years of this fever passed, and by that time I wanted to leave. I was young and hoping to see more of my country. I took the opportunity to follow a professor as his assistant to Europe. It was very uncommon, for a girl of little status to travel with an older educated man. After taking carriage after carriage, we took a boat from Albania to Greece. And from Greece we came to Italy. One day, a very generous present came from a friend of the professor’s - Dr Emilio Gonzalez. A camera intended for use in his laboratory was no longer needed, it had broken slightly and did not have the required accuracy his science demanded. I never took photos of myself. Only of the places and the people I saw appeared in my black and white photographs. Only yesterday, I found the camera buried under paperwork in a drawer that has been shut for nearly thirty years. Tomorrow is my 73rd birthday. It was 50 years ago that I was first in the spring sunshine of Rome.
To read more of Rachels work:
https://rachpayne33.blogspot.com
https://thisisacollectionofthings.blogspot.com
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