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In the quiet corners of Macedonia, where time seems to stand still, my lens has become a storyteller, capturing the haunting beauty of abandoned houses that stand as silent witnesses to a bygone era. As you embark on this visual journey, I implore you not to judge, but to embrace the emotions that these images stir within.
Each photograph is a testament to the rich tapestry of our history, a history etched into the decaying walls and weathered facades of forgotten homes. There's a profound sadness that lingers in the air—a bittersweet nostalgia for the moments that have slipped away, leaving only echoes of the lives once lived within.
These abandoned houses, with their cracked windows and peeling paint, beckon us to ponder the stories they hold. What laughter echoed through these hallways? What tears stained these forgotten floors? Through the lens, we are granted a glimpse into the past, into a time where genuine values were not just spoken but lived.
As you delve into the series, I hope you feel the weight of history and the pulse of tradition. The images serve as more than mere documentation; they are an invitation to engage in a dialogue about our roots, our heritage, and the lessons that echo through generations.
It's easy to perceive these abandoned structures as symbols of decay, but I urge you to see beyond the surface. Each photograph encapsulates a unique emotion, a fragment of a larger narrative that tells the story of a resilient community. They are the silent storytellers of weddings celebrated in front yards, of christenings that filled these walls with joy, of funerals that echoed the sorrow of farewells, and of namedays that resonated with tradition.
Through these images, I hope to open a gateway for discussion—a space where the older generation can share their invaluable memories. Let this series be a catalyst for connecting the threads of our past with the present, fostering understanding, and preserving the genuine values that have shaped Macedonia into what it is today.

Biljana Jurukovski photography

Leonardo

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