Buurt,nederlandse tekst

An ongoing project shot in and around the small village I was born and spend my youth. A five street stilled small-town caught between ploughed acres of dark brown clay and a wide grey-green river. Were never anything seemed to happen and as local youngsters you were a bit sentenced to this place and to each other. Waiting until age would bring you means to look beyond.

Whenever I’m there to visit kin it is nice to wander around the town searching for images from back then or things changed since.

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Baken Beschermd Tooi Buurmanschap Uitzicht Vaandel Hoop Verval Capsule Orgel Historie Klei Rivier