Vesselina Nikolaeva

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Vesselina Nikolaeva: Simply a Line Edited by Frits Gierstberg. Text by Vesselina Nikolaeva, Rick Suermondt, Georgi Gospodinov. Border landscapes are emotionally charged spaces, especially those of the former Iron Curtain. In 2004 Vesselina Nikolaeva (born 1976) was granted permission to photograph the Bulgarian-Turkish border. This volume presents her
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NAI010 PUBLISHERS
ISBN: 9789056626990
$60.00 | In stock

Vesselina Nikolaeva: School Number 7 Edited by Bart Sorgedrager. Text by Vesselina Nikolaeva, Dr. Antoniy Galaboy. Kissing, drinking, text-messaging, cramming, waiting, dancing, smoking, graduating. This is the story of 20 students in their final year at one of the elite high schools of Sofia, Bulgaria, in 2005.
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VEENMAN PUBLISHERS
ISBN: 9789086901067
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Vesselina Nikolaeva

Vesselina Nikolaeva: Simply a Line

No Man's Land between Bulgaria and Turkey

Edited by Frits Gierstberg. Text by Vesselina Nikolaeva, Rick Suermondt, Georgi Gospodinov.
Published by nai010 publishers

Border landscapes are emotionally charged spaces, especially those of the former Iron Curtain. In 2004 Vesselina Nikolaeva (born 1976) was granted permission to photograph the Bulgarian-Turkish border. This volume presents her photos alongside archival images of border guards.

Vesselina Nikolaeva: School Number 7

Edited by Bart Sorgedrager. Text by Vesselina Nikolaeva, Dr. Antoniy Galaboy.
Published by Veenman Publishers

Kissing, drinking, text-messaging, cramming, waiting, dancing, smoking, graduating. This is the story of 20 students in their final year at one of the elite high schools of Sofia, Bulgaria, in 2005. In photographs and quotations, it documents how the first post-Cold War generation matures in "an adolescent society"--modern-day Bulgaria being only 17 years old when the work was made, just like the students. Nikolaeva introduces the project with the following words: "When I was in the sixth grade, I suddenly heard one day that we didn't have to wear the red scarves anymore. We didn't have to wear the uniforms either. From now on, the new way to address our teachers was "Mr. and Mrs." as opposed to "Comrade." In the years that were to follow, the history books would be re-written too. That was the end of Communism in Bulgaria. It was 1989 and I was 13 years old.