glass and steel

sleepy ipod
sleepy ipod tossing and turning

sunshine

along the avenue of hope
footsteps falter, fingers grope
and the days stretch out
beneath the sun

calm cold

I cleaned an old fridge. While waiting for the freezer to unfreeze I took these photos.
I should also have recorded the sound of dripping water inside the fridge.
There was a calm cold inside, slowly fading away.

hello

Anyone there?

qwerty

or how one's job can turn into art, when one is not working.


cold fusion
in the shades

luna amara

I got at the concert by pure chance. A friend told me about it 1 hour before it started so naturally I forgot to take my camera.
The photos bellow are taken with the my phone's camera and blurred a bit to eliminate some of the pixelization due to poor lightning.
The concert itself was awesome, and I can say this even if the sound quality was poor.
Side note: why do all night clubs turn the volume to the max knowing that it will only tear the sound? Wouldn't it be better if you could actually understand the lyrics? Sure, the bass could easily be felt inside everyone's lungs, and at some point my pants where slightly moving to the beat of the song. :|

Overall it was a great experience. Also, I got the new album that the concert launched, "Don't let your dreams fall asleep".
Check out luna-amara.ro.

knots and drops

life's twists and knots


last drop of joy

sunny day

Reach out and grab someone.

experiment

Another post processing experiment done in gimp.
The first is a revisited post processed image; the flame is now in grayscale.
The second has suffered only 2 color transformations: invert and desaturate.


PS: Of the two, which one do you think is better?


How about this one?

still

still looking out the window
still smiling


still alive?

geamul lasa lumina sa intre

si se uita la mine, cu capul intors pe spate
era liniste si picura apa din tavan
mirosea a hartie mucegaita

un cutit pe masa, firimituri de paine si branza
un cui in tocul usii, o oglinda agatata
radioul scos din priza, perdeaua data la o parte

si se stinse becul
era cald
fierbinte
nu era ars

facturi neplatite meticulos asezate pe masa de langa perete
un pahar murdar si o cutie de chibrituri
le fixez sfidator, zambind
geamul lasa lumina sa intre
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Translation:

and she was looking at me, her head turned
it was quiet and water was dripping from the ceiling
a smell of moldy paper

a knife on the table, bread crumbs and cheese
a nail hammered in the door, a mirror hanging
the radio unplugged, the curtain pulled away

and the light bulb went off
it was warm
hot
it was not burned

unpayed bills carefully stacked on the table near the wall
a dirty glass and a box of matches
I look at them with defiance, smiling
the window let light in