№ 203 · Georgia · 12 September 2026
Qvevri Wine Cellar in Tbilisi: An Evening Underground
Evening in a Tbilisi wine cellar, amber wine from a clay vessel buried underground, bread and walnut paste on the table.
Read the entryI photograph slow mornings, long light, and the places in between.
№ 204 · Georgia · 13 September 2026, 6:47 am
Wildflowers, grazing horses, and glacial water loud enough to drown thought. A morning walk to Gveleti waterfall in Kazbegi, Georgia.
Read the entry№ 203 · Georgia · 12 September 2026
Evening in a Tbilisi wine cellar, amber wine from a clay vessel buried underground, bread and walnut paste on the table.
Read the entry№ 202 · Georgia · 11 September 2026
Steam rising off the brick domes of Abanotubani before Tbilisi wakes up. Just the baths, the cliff, and someone's laundry drying above.
Read the entry№ 201 · Georgia · 10 September 2026
Steam, brick domes, and the smell of sulfur at 11am in Tbilisi's old bath district. A quiet ritual, one sheet, no rush.
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№ 199 · Georgia · 8 September 2026
Coffee poured by a stranger, Soviet medals on a blanket, autumn light at Tbilisi's Dry Bridge flea market. A slow morning, no agenda.
Read the entry№ 198 · Georgia · 7 September 2026
7:36am in Tbilisi, watching a baker slap dough onto clay oven walls. Heat, flour, repetition, and bread still too hot to hold.
Read the entry№ 197 · Georgia · 6 September 2026
No people, just lamplight and wooden balconies stacked above the Mtkvari. Old Tbilisi at dusk, seen slow, shot on film.
Read the entry№ 196 · Georgia · 5 September 2026
A long table in Tbilisi, a horn of wine, a room that sings in three parts at once. Notes from a Georgian supra, told slow.
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№ 194 · Georgia · 3 September 2026
Midday at Tbilisi's Dry Bridge flea market: Soviet medals, cracked porcelain, old cameras, and a seller who'd rather read the news than sell.
Read the entry№ 193 · Georgia · 2 September 2026
Early light on Tbilisi's carved wooden balconies, a cat on every sill, and streets that lean in a little closer than they should.
Read the entry"I travel slowly, shoot on film, and write down what the light was doing. This journal is where the frames land, two a day, wherever I happen to wake up."
Sofia Costa · film photographer · permanently in transit
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