Friday, December 21, 2012

Back to my roots


No matter where you go, your past always haunts  mesmerizes you.


Savannah, golden yellow sun and the like. That's the image of my childhood, and I love every image of it. Rack shack houses that litter the dust roads, retro and vintage dressed people bombarding the streets. Sunshine baking on little children's bald heads. Overfilled commuter omnibuses. Jumpy beats looming from vintage radios through the windows in the neighborhood. I'm mesmerised...

All images from www.solangemusic.com

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