I revealed the secret of how to photograph naughty and shy children so that they are not afraid and do not look at you like a stuffed fox. And you can do this with the help of creative masks for photo lenses. Now, when shooting, it remains just to imitate the mask: to speak like a dog, or meow like a cat. It works perfectly, tested in the Roma camp. The masks made the task much easier, because before that I had to rely on a beard and a kilogram of toffees.
From time to time I visit neuropsychiatric boarding schools with monitoring visits. Frequently I meet directors who are out of place, but, fortunately, there are those who care for their wards and try to make their stay in the boarding school as comfortable as possible. I have warm and respectful relations with such people, it is especially interesting to listen to them. They tell me unusual, interesting life stories.
There are more than 100 types of tourism on the planet - from rural to nuclear. For every taste and for everyone there is a kind of recreation. And most importantly - this is the life experience that we enrich in travel. Here's some nudist tourism for you. That rare case when I publish my nudes, and not just the nudes of models. Now I imagine how the girls feel at my photo shoots - relaxing their asses at an altitude of 2 thousand meters near a cliff is not so easy.
Last night, an activist began to persistently call me with information that once again the Roma had kidnapped a fair-haired child and that they urgently needed to call the police, go to the camp and “beat off” the baby, otherwise they would take it apart for spare parts, like a magical amulet, or just for good luck , and, maybe, for fortune-telling. This is not the first time such appeals have taken place, and in all cases this stereotyped information has never been confirmed. For 5 years, almost every week, I have been in the camp (and we have more than 120 of them in Transcarpathia), and often I have to see the descendants of the Aryans with blond hair (at one time I was also very suspicious of this phenomenon and each time I asked to see evidence of the birth of a baby). And over the years, I have accumulated dozens of photographs of fair-haired Roma children in my archive.
I will tell you an interesting story from the life of our Transcarpathian Roma. As you know, Roma families are very numerous, they live together and in a large crowd. There lived a baron in one of the camps, who had 12 (!) daughters. Just imagine for a moment the father's "pain": power in the camp is often transferred from father to son, but you have a kindergarten for girls at home. Such is the joke of genetics. This baron did not make the thirteenth attempt, he put up with it. And many years later, when the last daughter was married off, the inspired father of the family, who shared love between 12 children, finally felt sadness from his heart.
And it was necessary to hold elections in the camp in order to appoint a new headman of the Roma settlement.