Photography.

rooftops

2011-03-16T03:25:00.003+02:00

Misha 2

2011-03-16T03:20:00.000+02:00

Misha

2011-03-16T03:16:00.003+02:00

Anca, in black & white.

2011-03-16T02:02:00.003+02:00

Corn Fields Forever

2011-03-02T11:16:00.005+02:00

2010-07-06T10:31:00.004+03:00

2010-07-06T10:22:00.004+03:00

2010-07-06T10:20:00.002+03:00

2010-07-06T09:55:00.003+03:00

2010-07-06T09:53:00.002+03:00

2010-06-11T11:07:00.000+03:00

2010-06-11T10:30:00.005+03:00

Anthony Robbins

2010-04-26T19:07:00.000+03:00

I've continued to recognize the power individuals have to change virtually anything and everything in their lives in an instant. I've learned that the resources we need to turn our dreams into reality are within us, merely waiting for the day when we decide to wake up and claim our birthright.

2010-04-23T10:27:00.003+03:00

somewhere, a clock is ticking...

2010-04-22T21:02:00.003+03:00

2010-03-15T01:33:00.002+02:00

hey guys :)

here is a nice site, that i think you'll enjoy

http://yayeveryday.com/

have fun :)

conversatii... 2

2009-12-19T14:02:00.003+02:00

anca andrei: nush ce rbr?
oana mea: brb
anca andrei: :))
anca andrei: oki
anca andrei: doki
anca andrei: spoki
anca andrei: moki
anca andrei: cioki
anca andrei: poki
oana mea: back
anca andrei: oki
anca andrei: spoki
oana mea: mi am pus ciorba in farfurie k s se raceasca dar nu cred k t interesa asa de mult asta... nu?
anca andrei: :))
anca andrei: nu
anca andrei: dar stii k poti sa-mi zici orice

conversatii....

2009-12-19T13:45:00.002+02:00

Anca Andrei: pfff am iesit afara k sa bag pubela in curte si e super frig.......si tre sa ies sa mi iau tigari si nisip la happy
Anca Andrei: :))
Anca Andrei: not:))
Adriana: :)) nu esti intreaga
Adriana: :))))
Anca Andrei: dc?
Anca Andrei: :))
Adriana: zi-mi ca nu ai iesit in halat si in slapi de casa
Adriana: :))
Anca Andrei: nu...am luat geaka peste halat si shoesii
Anca Andrei: n am innebunit chiar asa

imogen heap - hide and seek

2009-12-15T22:32:00.001+02:00

We are no more than candles burning in the wind.

2009-12-09T12:17:00.003+02:00

Poveste...

2009-11-04T16:56:00.003+02:00

Sufletul tau functioneaza cu lemne,
Iar al meu cu electricitate.
Dragostea ta umple cerul de fum,
A mea e din flacari curate.

Totusi vom mai merge impreuna
O buna bucata de pamant,
O buna bucata de cer,
O buna bucata de luna.

Vom fi fericiti pentru iarba
Si pentru lac,
Vom rade pentru copac,
Vom slavi drumul drept cu cate-o gura
Si vom tine un moment de reculegere
Pentru fiecare cotitura.

Ne vom lua dupa umbra mea
Care merge inainte,
Ne vom lua dupa primul gand,
Ne vom lua dupa doua-trei cuvinte.

Pana cand ne va iesi in cale
Sfanta VIneri
Sa ne spuna printre altele
Ca nu mai suntem tineri.

Si ca ea n-o sa ne mai dea de-acum
Nici electricitate pentru flacare,
Nici lemne pentru fum.

MARIN SORESCU

Robert Louis Stevenson

2009-11-04T16:54:00.000+02:00

Even I, who had the tide going out and in before me in the bay, and even watched for the ebbs, the better to get my shellfish -- even I (I say) if I had sat down to think, instead of raging at my fate, must have soon guessed the secret, and got free. It was no wonder the fishers had not understood me. The wonder was rather that they had ever guessed my pitiful illusion, and taken the trouble to come back. I had starved with cold and hunger on that island for close upon one hundred hours. But for the fishers, I might have left my bones there, in pure folly. And even as it was, I had paid for it pretty dear, not only in past sufferings, but in my present case; being clothed like a beggar-man, scarce able to walk, and in great pain of my sore throat.

I have seen wicked men and fools, a great many of both; and I believe they both get paid in the end; but the fools first.

Fields of smoke

2009-11-04T16:51:00.000+02:00

Oana

2009-11-04T16:49:00.000+02:00

Tea Time :)

2009-11-04T16:47:00.001+02:00

2009-10-27T09:22:00.001+02:00

Haiku from arjuno kecil on Vimeo.

Avem timp, de Octavian Paler

2009-10-21T09:26:00.005+03:00

Avem timp pentru toate.
Sa dormim, sa alergam in dreapta si-n stanga,
Sa regretam c-am gresit si sa gresim din nou,
Sa-i judecam pe altii si sa ne absolvim pe noi insine,
Avem timp sa citim si sa scriem,
Sa corectam ce-am scris, sa regretam ce-am scris,
Avem timp sa facem proiecte si sa nu le respectam,
Avem timp sa ne facem iluzii si sa rascolim prin cenusa lor mai tarziu.
Avem timp pentru ambitii si boli,
Sa invinovatim destinul si amanuntele,
Avem timp sa privim norii, reclamele sau un accident oarecare,
Avem timp sa ne-alungam intrebarile, sa amanam raspunsurile,
Avem timp sa sfaramam un vis si sa-l reinventam,
Avem timp sa ne facem prieteni, sa-i pierdem,
Avem timp sa primim lectii si sa le uitam dupa-aceea,
Avem timp sa primim daruri si sa nu le-ntelegem.
Avem timp pentru toate.
Nu e timp doar pentru putina tandrete.
Cand sa facem si asta - murim.
Am invatat unele lucruri in viata pe care vi le impartasesc si voua!!
Am invatat ca nu poti face pe cineva sa te iubeasca
Tot ce poti face este sa fii o persoana iubita.
Restul ... depinde de ceilalti.
Am invatat ca oricat mi-ar pasa mie
Altora s-ar putea sa nu le pase.
Am invatat ca dureaza ani sa castigi incredere
Si ca doar in cateva secunde poti sa o pierzi
Am invatat ca nu conteaza CE ai in viata
Ci PE CINE ai.
Am invatat ca te descurci si ti-e de folos farmecul cca 15 minute
Dupa aceea, insa, ar fi bine sa stii ceva.
Am invatat ca nu trebuie sa te compari cu ceea ce pot altii mai bine sa faca
Ci cu ceea ce poti tu sa faci
Am invatat ca nu conteaza ce li se intampla oamenilor
Ci conteaza ceea ce pot eu sa fac pentru a rezolva
Am invatat ca oricum ai taia
Orice lucru are doua fete
Am invatat ca trebuie sa te desparti de cei dragi cu cuvinte calde
S-ar putea sa fie ultima oara cand ii vezi
Am invatat ca poti continua inca mult timp
Dupa ce ai spus ca nu mai poti
Am invatat ca EROI sunt cei care fac ce trebuie, cand trebuie
Indiferent de consecinte
Am invatat ca sunt oameni care te iubesc
Dar nu stiu s-o arate
Am invatat ca atunci cand sunt suparat am dreptul sa fiu suparat
Dar nu am dreptul sa fiu si rau
Am invatat ca prietenia adevarata continua sa existe chiar si la distanta
Iar asta este valabil si pentru iubirea adevarata
Am invatat ca, daca cineva nu te iubeste cum ai vrea tu
Nu inseamna ca nu te iubeste din tot sufletul.
Am invatat ca indiferent cat de bun iti este un prieten
Oricum te va rani din cand in cand
Iar tu trebuie sa-l ierti pentru asta.
Am invatat ca nu este intotdeauna de ajuns sa fii iertat de altii
Cateodata trebuie sa inveti sa te ierti pe tine insuti
Am invatat ca indiferent cat de mult suferi,
Lumea nu se va opri in loc pentru durerea ta.
Am invatat ca trecutul si circumstantele ti-ar putea influenta personalitatea
Dar ca TU esti responsabil pentru ceea ce devii
Am invatat ca, daca doi oameni se cearta, nu inseamna ca nu se iubesc
Si nici faptul ca nu se cearta nu dovedeste ca se iubesc.
Am invatat ca uneori trebuie sa pui persoana pe primul loc
Si nu faptele sale
Am invatat ca doi oameni pot privi acelasi lucru
Si pot vedea ceva total diferit
Am invatat ca indiferent de consecinte
Cei care sunt cinstiti cu ei insisi ajung mai departe in viata
Am invatat ca viata iti poate fi schimbata in cateva ore
De catre oameni care nici nu te cunosc.
Am invatat ca si atunci cand crezi ca nu mai ai nimic de dat
Cand te striga un prieten vei gasi puterea de a-l ajuta.
Am invatat ca scrisul
Ca si vorbitul
Poate linisti durerile sufletesti
Am invatat ca oamenii la care tii cel mai mult
Iti sunt luati prea repede ...
Am invatat ca este prea greu sa-ti dai seama
Unde sa tragi linie intre a fi amabil, a nu rani oamenii si a-ti sustine parerile.
Am invatat sa iubesc
Ca sa pot sa fiu iubit.

Empire of the Sun - We Are The People

2009-10-20T23:17:00.003+03:00

Empire of the Sun - Walking on a Dream

2009-10-20T23:08:00.004+03:00

green circles

2009-10-17T15:47:00.005+03:00

“We are only falsehood, duplicity, contradiction; we both conceal and disguise ourselves from ourselves.”

2009-10-06T11:06:00.002+03:00

2009-09-21T23:21:00.002+03:00

My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.

Emily Dickinson.

...

2009-09-21T21:53:00.001+03:00

You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.

2009-09-21T00:39:00.001+03:00

“The camera makes everyone a tourist in other people's reality, and eventually in one's own.”

2009-08-21T00:11:00.001+03:00

“A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.”

2009-08-21T00:03:00.003+03:00

Rotten

2009-08-17T20:45:00.005+03:00

light play

2009-08-14T20:02:00.009+03:00

time frames

2009-08-14T01:18:00.001+03:00

paths

2009-08-14T01:12:00.002+03:00

H2O

2009-08-13T07:46:00.004+03:00

2009-06-14T21:45:00.004+03:00

2009-06-05T18:04:00.011+03:00

summer day, bega

2009-05-12T13:44:00.005+03:00

2009-04-27T19:34:00.000+03:00

The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated.

William James

The Raven

2009-04-24T23:58:00.005+03:00

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
         Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
         Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
         This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;-
         Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-
         Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-
          'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
           Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
           Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
          With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
           Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
           Of 'Never- nevermore'."

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
           Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
           She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
           Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or devil!-
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
           Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
           Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
          Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
          Shall be lifted- nevermore!


                 Edgar Allan Poe.

2009-04-23T19:05:00.004+03:00

Prepare your mind to receive the best that life has to offer.

Ernest Holmes.

Enfantillage !

2009-04-23T13:16:00.010+03:00

Follow me...

2009-04-23T10:16:00.005+03:00

the dam, baia mare

2009-04-23T09:50:00.007+03:00

passing through time

2009-04-07T22:59:00.004+03:00

2009-03-16T23:19:00.001+02:00

May we never let the things we can't have, or don't have, or shouldn't have, spoil our enjoyment of the things we do have and can have. As we value our happiness let us not forget it, for one of the greatest lessons in life is learning to be happy without the things we cannot or should not have.

Richard L. Evans

Rust.

2009-03-11T21:26:00.005+02:00

Hiding behind the lens.

2009-03-10T17:05:00.005+02:00

" See you in the darkness. " - Gary Gilmore

2009-03-10T16:20:00.006+02:00

2009-02-26T17:16:00.003+02:00

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

Icicles

2009-02-26T17:03:00.004+02:00

And there never was an apple, in Adam's opinion, that wasn't worth the trouble you got into for eating it.

2009-02-26T16:22:00.003+02:00

2009-02-11T02:13:00.002+02:00

Quote of the week

2009-02-10T16:39:00.002+02:00

By far the most dangerous foe we have to fight is apathy - indifference from whatever cause, not from a lack of knowledge, but from carelessness, from absorption in other pursuits, from a contempt bred of self satisfaction.

- William Osler

...magic... / made by Raku

2009-02-06T19:09:00.006+02:00

Te simti un om fericit intr-o lume total diferita atunci cand te loveste un peisaj plin de culori. Se zice ca Romania noastra e o tara saraca, nu numai ca se zice! Dar,e plina de frumuseti izbitoare, de paduri in care culoarea verde predomina si in minunatul anotimp toamna ... toate culorile sunt prezente si te cheama sa le vezi in splendoarea lor!!!
Marea ... o fi ea suparata pe mizeria in care se ascunde... dar te primeste si ea cu bratele ei albastre si pline de valuri agitate de venirea fiecarui suflet!!!
Campiile noastre te duc cu gandul la un intreg curcubeu, ce nu-l poti uita nici daca vrei!!!
Si sunt multe de vorbit despre Tara in care traim!
Vroiam sa amintesc ca avem cu ce ne mandri si ca pozele, de ar vorbi, ar descrie doar prea multe culori, sentimente, amintiri fara cusur! Cuvintele nu sunt destule niciodata pentru a descrie un peisaj ... unii sau altii pozeaza acele magice creatii dumnezeiesti ... dar nu se compara cu nimic, absolut nimic precum vizualizarea acelor valuri de imagini!
Fotografia cateodata face totul!
Amintirile raman si ele prin entuziasmul si visul visatorului in ceata!!!

untitled

2009-02-06T14:23:00.006+02:00

Lace

2009-02-03T21:38:00.008+02:00

no title!

2009-02-03T20:34:00.004+02:00

2009-01-31T22:09:00.003+02:00

Hello !

... this is only to make some of my friends known (even more) :)

http://www.sonatic.ro/#

Really good music, enjoy !

Friday

2009-01-26T08:29:00.005+02:00

Structures

2009-01-24T11:20:00.002+02:00

An absent traveller...

2009-01-24T10:52:00.004+02:00

:)

2008-12-31T16:18:00.004+02:00

As 2008 passes away...
...I dare hope that all your dreams will become reality in the year that follows. Happy New Year!
... and thank you :)

Napoleon

2008-12-29T23:57:00.002+02:00

"Un croquis vaut mieux qu’un long discours."
("A sketch is better than a long speech.")

...

2008-12-29T23:54:00.003+02:00

Paul Cézanne

2008-12-29T23:16:00.002+02:00

"Shut your eyes, wait, think of nothing. Now, open them ... one sees nothing but a great coloured undulation. What then? An irradiation and glory of colour. This is what a picture should give us ... an abyss in which the eye is lost, a secret germination, a coloured state of grace ... loose conciousness. Descend with the painter into the dim tangled roots of things, and rise again from them in colours, be steeped in the light of them."

The only way of catching a train I have ever discovered is to miss the train before.

2008-12-21T14:34:00.009+02:00

I like to run, to go down the stairs, I'm one of those kind of people.

2008-12-18T08:44:00.007+02:00

apusuri citadine

2008-12-18T08:35:00.006+02:00

in memoriam :(

2008-12-17T15:49:00.002+02:00

city lights from speeding cars

2008-12-15T02:52:00.005+02:00

Make-up: Raku, Photo: Adriana.

2008-12-15T02:38:00.001+02:00

...

2008-12-15T02:28:00.000+02:00

Rona

2008-12-15T01:49:00.009+02:00

Iolanda

2008-12-10T21:12:00.006+02:00

carturesti :)

2008-12-10T20:53:00.006+02:00

the oldest things...

2008-12-10T20:49:00.002+02:00

Anca

2008-12-10T19:55:00.006+02:00

you can buy me with a coffee :)

2008-12-09T18:24:00.003+02:00

Macro.

2008-12-09T17:52:00.001+02:00

Passengers through Satu Mare.

2008-12-09T17:15:00.011+02:00

Irina's Blog

2008-12-09T15:54:00.001+02:00

www.greenpavement.blogspot.com

Raku

2008-12-09T15:30:00.004+02:00