2008 memories of the ’46 revolution on the balkans: a small standpost fountain, no water running any more, instead a lump of cement in the basin. the red so faded that it deserved to be upped during postprocessing. this all seems to be a sign of normalisation after 50 years of more or less strict socialist/communist government and strictly divided power blocks. now in croatia whoever can enjoys slowly growing prosperity, but there is quite a number who cannot. in terms of exchange, of seeing each other with less prejudice, that development i think for sure was a win.