Brighton.

A little trip to Brighton cannot be good without my camera.
I love to walk in this little city. It's very different from other English towns, with its Pier, birds, sea. Every time you're in it, you're waiting for a fair or a bright event, which will blow the day up and change everything. This city is a little surprise, every time making you rack your brain what you'll see after the next turn. You are going in the centre of the crowd - and everything is moving so fast, that you can't realise where are you, on which planet, but you are making several steps - and you see little houses in calm and peaceful world. Silence and apian noise, pacification and laugh - how this little town can succesfully combine these antipods? Suppose, that is because of the students - oh, we know how to make the world going round! Two big Universities keeping under their wings many different minds, who fill up with their freedom all these streets. Near Churchill square live music is played, the Pier is full of shops and the waves making the best background on the Earth.

Archery.

Archery. For me it's not just a kind of sport, one of the list. It's a special moment, when you take long, light arrow and release it in the air. One second - and it is already in the target. One second for the all audience - an eternity for the archer. You are staying in the right position, breathing before diving into an adventure, holding an elegant and graceful bow, looking in the middle of the round, in the gold, thinking, calculating the best point, which will be aimed. You're remembering geometry, trying to be cunning, trying to be strong... And you'll miss it. You will miss this little piece of wood, which was in you hands just a second ago, you're becoming an audience. You're looking at the target and notice that the arrow doesn't hit the gold. You're asking: "Why?" The answer is simple. The perfect archer always feel his bow and arrow. He doesn't stay in the right position - he feels comfortable. He doesn't hold the arrow - he supports it. He doesn't calculate - he knows where to shoot. Only when you will learn that bow and arrow are your friends - you'll hit the gold. Over and over again. Without any help. Just because you're working together, supporting, feeling, being a part of each their. That's the reason why I love archery - it reminds me about how we're living. Like little islands, near but so far at the same time from the whole world, playing your own music, dance your own dance, letting your arrow go. You're staying with the bow - you're alone, but after you have release the arrow - you are coming back to the world. And understand, that even if you make a mistake, you will always have a chance to try again. And to become perfect.