Photos by Ivan Rasic
November 2017, London.
Happy, caught in a moment when the wind flipped my umbrella around, naughty, annoyed, with blistered feet, spontaneous, thankfull, concerned, eating chips on the street in the puoring rain , rushing, cold, lost in my daydream. Me.
He cought this and so much more as we were walking around, creating memories, remeniscing the past, talking about the future.
Not concearned about what I am wearing and rather just soaking in every moment, living in the present.
He cought this and so much more as we were walking around, creating memories, remeniscing the past, talking about the future.
Not concearned about what I am wearing and rather just soaking in every moment, living in the present.

















