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Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A Contrast of Interiors



A restaurant and a shop, the first in Mostar the second in Sarajevo. Donor kebab is the only food served in this store, thus the picture of the only served menu item. The only difference is small, medium, or large; salad, tomatoes, cucumbers, onion, and a yogurt sauce for variety. The shop is ran by a man would would talk to me for hours about the Soviet cameras for sale, piled in a basket along with trinkets from Tito's reign of former Yugoslavia.

Monday, August 30, 2010

laundry room.


Today is the first day of school, I stopped being nervous. I took this picture nearly one year ago, as a test run for my large format photography class, it's just been on the shelf for a while for some unknown reason. Hopefully I will be finding more hidden pictures soon.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Pasta with squash and lemon verbena


start:
a handful of noodles. [cook]

then:
a yellow and green squash, a few garlic cloves. [brown with olive oil in a frying pan]

add:
lots of lemon verbena.
thyme.
rosemary.
sea salt.

toss.
eat.

The herbs from my garden with the squash from the Provo Farmer's market. Noodles from the store (I am not that skilled).

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Monday, August 23, 2010

Mostar Mannequins


It took me nearly three weeks to leave Sarajevo and start exploring other parts of Bosnia. I got really attached really fast and had a hard time leaving. I finally got further than just 30 minutes outside of the city and went to Mostar, planning on staying for a week and travel to various other surrounding areas as well as Croatia and Slovenia. Having my bag packed for a week, I took off. Mostar is a split city. One side Muslim the other Catholic with only a bridge to connect the two sides. During the war the bridge was destroyed, fifteen years ago. It was not re-completed until just four years ago. Needless to say, the tensions between the two sides are strong. Walking around, I did not feel more comfortable on either side and after some really bad encounters with people there, my week long trip lasted 4 hours until I took the last bus out for Međugorje.
This mannequin is from a bridal shop in a store front on the Muslim side of Mostar. It really made me laugh at the time because even the mannequins were destroyed, missing fingers, and having disheveled hair. It was kind of how I felt after only spending four hours there. Nearly everyone else I talked to loved Mostar. Perhaps I just had a bad experience or since I didn't go with anyone else I was more in danger. Whatever it was that made me feel bad energy, I left feeling much like this mannequin looked.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Man under siege/the bridge.


Man in a suit, sitting on a slab of cardboard underneath the bridge I cross to get to Sarajevo from the suburb of Ilidža. He told me stories and stories as I sat by the river next to him, none of which I could understand due to a language barrier. I could not get his name because he could not hear me asking, he went deaf because of the bombs dropping during the war.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

The Overlook, Cedar City, Utah



This last weekend I went camping and climbing just outside of Cedar City with a few friends and tested out a tilt-shift lens. We stayed in this meadow on top of an area called The Overlook, named because it overlooks Parowan and the valley it sits in. The climbs range anywhere from 5.10a-5.13a and can either be top-roped at the top and rappelled down or hike down and lead up. Oh, and it's beautiful and not too hot even in August.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Store fronts and window shoppers




The them is tights, which seems to be the theme of many shops. Just about every shop displays a wonderful variety; however, when you go to purchase, check inside the box, many times a different (and more boring) variety and size is inside. It's tricky, but the amazing tights do exist in Bosnia.