An old elephant like feeling

This is me. I weigh 80 kg, I’m 1.82 meters tall, 28 years old yet only alive for 4. I have birthmarks on my right hand and a scar on my face from when a dog bit me long time ago. For one year I have been wearing long unattended hair and before that short shaved. People who don’t really know me would label me as introverted depressed person with weird habits . Those who do  would say I am somehow bipolar, jumping from a state of complete and utter depression to one  over-extroverted. I usually don’t get out of my boring daily routine but when I do, I do it all the way. When something new comes along my path I take my chance with it. I am usually very open minded about anything and like to put people in situation where I challenge their predefined patterns of thinking about taboo subjects. I like to argue . I like drugs and never say no to them .They played a crucial part in my life with the new perspectives and viewpoints they brought. I like music. I like the girl I love, and I know in my heart that there is a high chance when she will be gone forever beyond hope I will die. I spend my nights thinking about that and about perspectives but find none. I like and do a lot of things, I make enough money and one without knowing would otherwise say I have nothing to complain about. They would be wrong.Read More

Reflexii

Pentru ca a devenit un obicei al meu sa fotografiez lumea prin prisma luciului de pe suprafata apei.

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Burning

-01.01.2009 – ora 01:00.
Ok, deci sa vad daca inteleg bine ce se intampla in jur. Ma aflu in Amsterdam, sunt intr-un restaurant grecesc de revelion si ascult manele. Nu inteleg exact in momentul de fata ce s-a intamplat si cum am ajuns aici asa ca mai mult ma amuz de intreaga situatie, ciocnesc cateva pahare, aprind un joint si imi vad de treaba. Aparent patronul stiind ca suntem romani s-a gandit ca fiind romani asta ascultam. Intentie dealtfel buna, dar… dupa 2-3 adi minune si 12 adi de la valcea se calmeaza lucrurile oricum si situatia revine la normal, farfurii sparte si melodii grecesti cantate de acelasi patron.

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The city

Acest text a fost sters de catre autor datorita gravelor greseli de ortografie, logica si coerenta. Textul respectiv va fi din nou online dupa revizuire. Pana atunci cateva fotografii 🙂

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Dans le port d’Amsterdam

Dintre toate orasele pe care le-am vizitat pana acum, Amsterdamul reprezinta de departe orasul depsre care pot arata mult mai putin decat as putea spune. Pe de o parte pentru ca din punct de vedere fotografic necesita o abordare complet diferita de cea cu care eram obisnuit pana acum, o abordare pe care momentan nu o am, sau nu o stapanesc. Pe de alta parte pentru ca orasul in sine este absolut fantastic si paradoxal.

O sa revin cu o prezentare mai pe larg a orasului, acum e tarziu. Cateva fotografii (sau ce o fi iesit) de inceput.

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