-1- //4.94-33, The one who is already walking towards him and will now appear because of this turn //4.94-35, The tree at the turn, where this rain will now find them //4.94-23, The one who is already waiting for him in their clearing around this bend //4.94-34, She who will now open her window to meet him //4.94-27, A picture he took while waiting for her to emerge from behind those distant trees //4.94-20, A picture taken by him when her light dress was almost invisible because of those distant poplars //4.94-1, Photo taken by him while her song was still coming from the other side //4.95-15, The light from her window blending with the remnants of daylight, helping to bring this image to his camera lens //4.95-16, Trying to intercept the exhausted sunlight that rushed to her window in the hope of finding shelter there until tomorrow morning //-2- //4.94-65, That cherished place to which this road leads //4.94-22, The road to the distant forest, in which a light flickered every now and then //4.94-39, The rain that greeted him twice that day at this place //4.94-43, The wind that did not want to be photographed and subsided at the moment when he took this picture //4.94-2, The wind that subsided after sunset, preparing this lake for the best perception of moonlight //4.94-36, Fearing to fall into this rut on the way to the bright distance //5.95-2, Trying to figure out which of these clouds _ is really passing //5.95-3, Cloud recognized as passing //4.95-24, On the coordination of wind directions, river currents and sunlight //-3- //4.94-38, The moon, which loves to pass over this place, being hidden behind the clouds //4.94-29, The moon, which will be directly above this road tonight //4.94-26, The moon that will bypass this field tonight //4.94-37, The moon, to the appearance of which this snow wanted to have time //4.94-40, The moon, which this snow still wanted to catch //4.94-41, A forest that has hardly changed at all since the low moon shone on it last night //-4- //4.94-53, Light, which does not yet know that he made a mistake by choosing this path //4.94-60, The light of an autumn day, quietly wandering along this coast yesterday //11.94-6, Light avoiding a direct path to the lens and getting there, only reflected from surrounding objects //11.94-7, Still the same light, as always avoiding a direct path to the lens and getting there, only reflected from surrounding objects //4.95-2, Trying to recognize the intention of sunlight //4.95-17, Everything that, mixed with sunlight, helped bring this image to the camera lens //4.95-18, Everything that determined the path of sunlight to the camera lens at the moment the shutter was released //4.95-26, Trying to recognize the intention of sunlight //-5- //4.94-12, The light frost of that March evening, thickening the old lubricant of his camera shutter //4.94-11, A speck of dust that got inside the camera and managed to get on the film just at the moment when the flying bird was already at the very edge of the frame //4.94-4, The faint light of the not yet fully thickened twilight, nevertheless managed to slightly illuminate this film in the short time when, forgetting about it, he opened it and, recovering himself, quickly slammed the camera //4.94-16, Barking dogs from a nearby village, barely audible in the gathering twilight //4.94-17(2), The first (second) of two photographs taken with a "bulb" exposure, counted from two raindrops falling one after another on dry spruce needles //5.94-8, A strange feeling from something that just flashed over the grass to the right //4.94-3, Something that just flashed in the sky above the trees //4.94-7, Something that got in his eye and made him take this shot almost a minute later than he wanted //-6- //4.94-62(2), Landscape to be photographed from this point in six minutes this section contains text //-7- //4.94-55, A long chain of events, the beginning of which was yesterday's choice of this road by the spring light //4.94-56, A long chain of events, where the first link is a shadow that tomorrow will slide along this road from a large black bird flying over the forest //4.94-58, A long chain of events, the beginning of which is the wind from under the wings of this bird when it perched on a tree //4.94-57, A long chain of events, where the first link is the sound of the wings of one of the birds that will now take off from this tree //4.94-44, That "decisive moment" in the past, which predetermined that now he would no longer find a large white cloud that had just been reflected in this lake //4.94-54, That "decisive moment" in the past, which predetermined that now he will still find this already almost completely melted cloud //-8- //4.94-45, Long chain of all events leading up to this snapshot //4.94-47, Long chain of events, the beginning of which is the appearance of this snapshot //4.94-63, Long chain of events, one of which is the appearance of this snapshot //5.94-5, Everything that led to this picture //5.94-6, Everything that made this snapshot impossible to avoid //5.94-12, Everything that tried and failed to prevent this snapshot from appearing //4.94-64, That "decisive moment" in the past that predetermined the appearance of this picture //4.94-46, That "decisive moment" in the past, after which the appearance of this picture became inevitable //5.94-11, That, still distant and unknown, but already inevitable event, to which the appearance of this picture will inevitably lead //5.95-4, That, still distant and unknown, but already inevitable event, to which the appearance of this picture will inevitably lead //4.95-14, Will bleaching help to avoid that distant and yet unknown event, to which the appearance of this image should have inevitably led?... //-9- //5.94-9, Another failed attempt to stop the ever-elusive moment //-10- //4.95-25, A picture that no doubt means something //4.95-27, About this picture