Sunday, October 24, 2010

I love October


I don't know what is it about October that I always miss something: a person, a place ,a leaf, a feeling,an illusion, a song, a vision. I find myself gathering all my memories and allowing myself to dream, allowing that little thing we call time to creep into my mind and mend with my business. And I wake up one day and the sun is brighter, and the clouds are gay and I dream just like that: my eyes wide open. It just happens that at this time of the year the leafs are dancing their colorful dance. Hard. "What a beautiful mess this is!"

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Blindness


Red bird, red bird what do you see?
I see a mad world looking at me.
Mad world, mad world what do you see?
I see a red bird trying to be free.

"The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less. "--Socrates

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Sunday Mood



... and I just wanted sun... got hot tea and lots of aromas... felt like hitting the road...wished it would lead to nowhere... and it was a good Sunday

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Il y a longtemps que je t'aime


" The worst prison is the death of one's child.You never get out of it"
Empatie pentru conditia umana? Cu siguranta...de altfel foarte bine realizata, caractere bine construite, plot care te tine cu sufletul la gura pana la sfarsit. Recomandat.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Ce iubesc: Fotografia!




"We were taught that he most important thing a young photographer can do is learn how to see. It wasn't about the equipment we were using. I don't remember being taught any technique. A camera was only a box that recorded an image.We learned to compose, to frame, to fill the negative, to fit everything we saw into the camera's rectangle. We were never to crop our pictures. We went out every morning and took pictures and developed them in the dark room the same day. Since the prints were washed in communal trays and everybody's pictures were lying there with everybody else's, you tried hard to come back with something good. In the evening we would sit around and discuss our work. We were a community of artists."

ANNIE LEIBOVITZ AT WORK