Category: love

Spring at the golden hour

I was in the park at the golden hour for something unrelated, wanted to check the tree blossom status, but having the tele lens on the camera (for flowers), when it happened to see interesting human poses in the distance… I shoot.

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From Santa with love…

I found this old picture made with a crappy camera… I may not look exactly like it now, but that’s how I feel inside, so here is a season greetings from the Evil Santa: “choke on your Festivus, have a bloody Xmas and a fucking New Year!”

evil santa

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Misery

It was about the time for me to choose the next week topic for Project 9449, so I started developing ideas, the first of them was “Misery”, then “Season of Joy” and a few others, but then I got a better one (to be announced at the right time). Since I had “Misery” on a corner of my mind and also a potential implementation for it, when I saw the opportunity on the street I shoot it. It also helped those days I feel myself a lot like this hobo…

misery

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E.M.M.A., Santa, and the Ghost Nicu

Sunday I participated with Organizatia E.M.M.A. as a photographer to a charity action, where a group of people from this NGO donated all kings of things, from food to toys and sweets to a children center. It was an opportunity for we to depart from my glamour or depressive styles and try something more like photojournalism.

Still… I am not myself much than a little kid in a huge (and hairy) body, so from the normal photographer – subject interaction, it was not far to get into full play, we could resonate. They were in need for affection, happy to get it and to give back when receiving. Pretty much like me. And all of us cursed in the end.

the ghost

The photo above is, obviously, not made by me, so credit where it’s due, it was “stolen” from Bogdan‘s gallery.

I am again in the sucky world, so didn’t have the energy to go in-depth with photo processing and publishing, so for now here is just a big photo dump from the event.


New glass, so what? Too little, too late. Miss the blue.

newglass I lost faith on many things those days, including in ever getting F64 to ever fix my lens, so in the end I followed my my friend‘s advice and bought a new, better lens – even if I still disagree with her, you can’t buy happiness with money… well, unless is an enormous sum, like 1,000,000€ or such…

And if you know me, you know I’m following the principle “or la bal or la spital” (translation from Romanian: “either at the dance, or at the hospital”) so I went for f/2.8 and a weight that will break my back. Middle way is not an option.

My biggest regret is losing the opportunity to use this gear to capture one of the most beautiful blue eyes I ever saw, every time my gear was incomplete, I missed the opportunity and tried to do the best with what I had available. Not what I wanted. I am sorry.

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Love under the blossoming trees

Warm spring evening in the Japanese Garden of Herastrau Park in Bucharest: the pink trees are in full blossom and under them young couples are carried away by the season, nature beauty and their love.

This couple is hugging like there’s no tomorrow:

love and blossom

This one is enjoying comfort:
love and blossom

And this one is joyful:
love and blossom

Well, what’s your stance on life? I for one would like to feel joy and be comfortable, but I know there is no tomorrow.

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