The pictures I took at Memento Park, a place dedicated to the gigantic statues of communist past and taste. All of them are gigantic, very dynamic (the ploretariat running, shouting, striking) and very scary. I thought the park would be bigger than it was, and I found myself releived when I saw the statues that were originally in my neighbourhood. I am happy I did not have to grow up in their shadows.
Somehow in most of my photos these monstrous statues ended up tiny like toy soldiers. Please click to enlarge.