My friend asked for a series of photos showing my world, true and real, just as it is, with ugly parts and beautiful parts. So I am doing it.
As you can see, now the world is sad, dark, dirty and lacking any hope. Welcome to the reality.
To complete the mood, let me share a poem written by one famous Romanian artist:
Lacustine
by George BacoviaSo many nights I’ve heard the rain,
Have heard matter weeping …
I am alone, my mind is drawn
Towards lacustrine dwellings.As though I slept on wet boards,
A wave will slap me in the back –
I start from sleep, and it seems
I haven’t drawn the bridge from the bank.A void of history extends,
I find myself in the same times …
And sense how through so much rain
The heavy timber stilts are tumbling.So many nights I’ve heard the rain,
Always starting, always waiting …
I am alone, my mind is drawn
Towards lacustrine dwellings …
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I don’t know what you see in this photos, but the only I can see is beauty.
thank you for doing this, what I can see in your pictures is a nature beyond the trash, chaos and overpopulation where I live.
I hope to do my part as well 🙂
care to explain abut the beauty?
i see death, i see darkness, i see failure, i see no hope:
– nature is dying, the leaves are falling down;
– the sky is dark and closed for over one week already;
– life is going to an end, we are reaching the mighty winter;
– is raining for days, there is nothing better to come, only cold, more rain and eventually snow.
Găsesc pozele pline de viață:
-mult verde pentru perioada asta și orașul ăsta,
-garajele hîde prind un pic de viață de la graffiti (cam slabe, îs niște semnături sau ceva, nu desene cum ar trebuie),
-mașini neruginite, semn de activitate a unor vietăți
Găsesc deprimant doar trotuarul nenorocit și ocupat de mașini.
Frumusețea e în ochii privitorului.
si eu ma straduisem sa fie culori cit mai reci si deprimante…