Landscapes of the shrinking homeland (photos)

I have never admired landscapes. Moreover, I have never considered myself a nature photographer. However, in the wake of the events of 2020, one’s approach changes anyway. You try to see, remember and live every millimeter, as every day you wake up with the loss of a part of your homeland. In that case, you also try to photograph every millimeter, the usual moldy stone, which you might not have noticed back then; maybe this is the last time you are there. After all, when leaving Mekhakavan (Jabrayil), it did not even occur to me that I would never return.