Sometimes you take a picture and you feel like that image has always been in your brain, patiently waiting to get to your eyes. It feels like a painting that has always been hanging on the wall of your living room, but you’ve never noticed it.
When I saw this Serbian kid walking among the stray dogs at dusk something inside my head snapped, I reached for the camera and tried my best to capture him. The photo is far from being perfect and I almost hate it, but it’s exactly how it’s engraved in my mind and I can’t help it.
