You could say that this small series of photos is about time and the city - how we see the changes and revolutions of the urban landscape through small, almost insignificant details.
Paxos - a tiny island with the oldest and most twisted olive trees I've ever seen. A serene fishing village harbours a derelict factory settled right at the shore. Neglect and winds have completely eroded the roof so now figs and cypress trees inhabit the haunting premises of what once was a lively structure.
Skopje is desperately trying to develop into a metropolis. Yet ironically, objects like these wooden mail boxes, remnants from the Socialist era, cuddled together and thoroughly aged with time hold a certain warmth and naivety.