Vienna, 2019. The I-don't-know-how-many-times-in-a-row best city in the world to live in. TO lives here, but in her little bubble - family, friends, work, school, music and sport courses. And then - she decides to do the Vienna Photo Marathon. Another fun activity for people from the bubble. The ones who discuss Greta and how to go back to separating the trash the way our grandparents did. The ones who know what gender means, stand against violence and bullying and have been to a Pride parade (not necessarily in this order). Are we blind though, among all the information from everywhere around us? Do we have time to stop and see, or understand anyone out of our circle? Empathy is rated high, but it's still in the bubble. Or, for the "poor others". Only, there are no "others".
2019, one of my photos on the topic "around Karlsplatz". Because the photo marathon makes you get out of your comfort zone.
The other (more "eye-pleasing") photos available in the bubble.
Disclaimer: I have no idea if this person needs anything, or is happy and dines at fine restaurants after his day of work in the metro - and I didn't ask, either, as he was asleep. But I immediately considered him to be a "poor other". Does that make me a horrible bubble person?
2019, one of my photos on the topic "around Karlsplatz". Because the photo marathon makes you get out of your comfort zone.
The other (more "eye-pleasing") photos available in the bubble.
Disclaimer: I have no idea if this person needs anything, or is happy and dines at fine restaurants after his day of work in the metro - and I didn't ask, either, as he was asleep. But I immediately considered him to be a "poor other". Does that make me a horrible bubble person?
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