Finally somebody new entered the village. Gypsies, collecting old stuff and the village has enough as we are still cleaning from the earthquake (more than a month ago!). At least I could practice asking strangers for a portrait. I expected to be rejected, but no, they accepted. So cool! Should have asked for their names though.

I remember, back in the film days, I was one day walking on the biggest flee-market in Zagreb, with my Mamiya 7, when I  took a portrait of two gypsy girls. Today, the whole experience reminded me of this. Love the feeling of the GFXr!