ivanovicmilos11 is a personal photo diary, that I will use to share the stories that I managed to photograph and believe are worth sharing for whatever reason. The photographs are going to be of different themes and character, and I will try to present original work, not previously published anywhere, with the rule of including 11 photos per gallery.

"There is no such thing as 'destructive power' in the world. Only creative power. Because the amount of effort needed to destroy a lifework of a single man or even an organized system or society is not the power at all, it is not even the effort, but a mere nothingness that exist in men since the beginning of time."

1st of March 2014. Karlovac

"Don’t You know that, tonight, the streets are ours"

Richard Hawley - “The streets are ours”

Fiestas de la Paloma is an annual celebration that takes place in Madrid on every 15th of August. All the photographs were taken during these couple of days and are somehow connected to the celebration area of La Latina neighborhood. What I found most fascinating during my drunken night strolls around this neighborhood is the age difference between the people that decide to participate in fiesta. Like in no other city I ever visited, children, parents and grandparents were all equal in the river of people wandering through the streets of Madrid. The atmosphere of not giving a fuck about age conventions was and still is the gut feeling that I had while taking these pictures. This is the way age difference should be treated, not as a burden but as a gift. And this is the place I want to be old in. Fiesta de la Paloma, La Latina, Madrid.

"Homesick 'cause I no longer know, Where home is"

Kings of Convenience - "Homesick"

These were taken at various places that in some point in the past 50 years used to be mine or home of my family members. Places span from Belgrade, Lausanne to my parents birth homes in Croatia and Kosovo.

Tom, he said, you and your statistics gave me an idea. I'm going to do the same, keep track of things. For instance: you realize that every summer we do things over and over we did the whole darn summer before?
Like what, Doug?
Like making dandelion wine, like buying these new tennis shoes, like shooting off the first firecracker of the year, like making lemonade, like getting slivers in our feet, like picking wild fox grapes. Every year the same things, same way, no change, no difference. That's one half of summer, Tom.
What's the other half?
Things we do for the first time ever.

Ray Bradbury - Dandelion Wine

These photographs were taken in November 2010, the last time my family managed to get together almost entirely. The photos spent almost two years on my hard drive, and once I discovered them I was thrilled with the way they sealed the atmosphere of that night at my grandparents flat. They show very private moments and represent the exact characters of my family members on them. After trying to enhance the light and colors a bit, I decided to leave everything raw, somehow didn’t feel right to correct anything on them.