Though I live many years in Zagreb, I still can’t get used to the local airport. I grew up with Schiphol (Amsterdam Airport), a place where over 65.000 people work. A place which looks like an ant’s nest. Crowded, overcrowded, yet still, somehow, organized.

This week my brother came to visit me. I picked him up at the airport. In total, two planes where expected. One from Frankfurt, the other from Amsterdam. Friends and relatives were waiting. But still, it looked so empty. May be fifty, or let’s be positive, one hundred people waiting? Incredible, or better said, unbelievable…

But, one should look at the bright side. As there were no people, there was plenty of space. Space for a robot and a little boy. Space for a robot to cruise around. Space for a robot to find a little boy, waiting. Space for a little boy to discover a robot. Enough space for a boy to play around with a robot. The robot wanted a dance, a little boy accepted. The floor was theirs, as there was no-one around. Just them. And his little sister. And me, observing.

Images shot with the xh1, set on acros, heavily overexposed to create drama, contrast. To much grey would totally ruin the atmosphere. Lens, the 35mm/1.4. Processing in c1.