I was in Szeged this weekend and walked out to see the sunset when i noticed this died out lake with a little garbage but having it`s own beauty.

This seemingly worthless spot is full of meaning for me, it is a spot of my childhood. We wandered here, had war with fictional enemies here, bicycled, sleighed here.

I was thinking what to do with it. I was thinking if this place is full with memories from childhood, it must be distorted in my mind. I mean, probably i see this place differently according to my memories which mix with the actual view. Then i thought it would be cool to have a draw and photograph of the same view, then somehow to put together to see what torsions the drawing had.


further view


closer view