Showing posts with label macro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label macro. Show all posts
2011/09/27
2011/09/08
Things
"And what do you collect?
Things. Family things.
It is a good career, yes?
No, it's not a career. It's just something I do.
Why?
I don't know. Why does anybody do anything? It's just something to do."
Things. Family things.
It is a good career, yes?
No, it's not a career. It's just something I do.
Why?
I don't know. Why does anybody do anything? It's just something to do."
(Everything is Illuminated)
2011/07/19
2011/07/12
2011/03/20
Reaching for light
Quite a silence here lately, but because is March, you can find me daily on Flowers-as-Poetry. Enjoy a month of flowers!
2009/09/12
2009/05/18
The story of a sentimental illusion
Alone, you wake up to life
You are dreaming of a beautiful life
You meet someone
You love someone
First children
More children
They like to play
They like to dream
You are an organized family
You show them the world
They are afraid
They want to leave and you are left behind
Your are alone again, with sentiments
You are dreaming of a beautiful life
You meet someone
You love someone
First children
More children
They like to play
They like to dream
You are an organized family
You show them the world
They are afraid
They want to leave and you are left behind
Your are alone again, with sentiments
(the pictures were randomly taken, but after viewing them, I have realized that there is a story behind...)
2009/04/12
O floare
Daca nu ar fi ele - florile, complex de simple prin puritatea lor, jobul meu ca fotograf nu si-ar gasi rostul... Imi place sa le observ detaliile, nuantele culorilor cu care se imbraca, forma in care danseaza...
De azi am dat startul, pentru acest an, al jobului pe care-l iubesc cel mai mult, acela de 'ochi de microscop' sau 'nas de albina, in gradina'...
De azi am dat startul, pentru acest an, al jobului pe care-l iubesc cel mai mult, acela de 'ochi de microscop' sau 'nas de albina, in gradina'...
2009/04/04
Verde crud
Verde crud - Anda Călugăreanu
"Dintr-un fluier de răchita,
Primăvara,
O copilă poposită la fântană
Te îngână
Pe câmpia clară ..."
(George Bacovia - Note de primăvară)
"Dintr-un fluier de răchita,
Primăvara,
O copilă poposită la fântană
Te îngână
Pe câmpia clară ..."
(George Bacovia - Note de primăvară)
2009/03/18
2009/03/14
2009/01/15
Color Therapy
My fingers are playing with colors, my thoughts are flying in colors, every day is a color, we hear colors, we talk in colors, we smell colors, we dance in colors.
I am a color. You are a different one, but with the same brightness.
I am a color. You are a different one, but with the same brightness.
2009/01/13
2008/12/16
2008/12/11
2008/11/03
2008/10/31
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