Have you ever walked by an old bench somewhere out in the middle of nowere?
I have, and probably you too. Sometimes an old bench appears somewhere, placed there by someone for a long time ago. Someone has placed a bench there, someone had a thought about this place and why to put a bench at that spot.
It’s magic to sit down, just relax and try to imagine who, why and when the bench you are sitting on got to this location.
I always take photos of those old benches, and I try to tell their stories from my perspective. The old story about the bench and its history, it’s a passion.
