baby boy

  with him- i felt like he could storage everything from his sight into his mind. That's how i feel with every child, but it's so sad that they don't remember their first years (or very little- a smell, a face, an emotion).

june highway

I wanted everything to happen exactly how I've been dreaming it. But life cought me dreaming and she bited me hard and when I realised that and started to care more about the present I had to say good bye.
I knew I will come back in august, but that sense of loss is something that you can't just erase it; you haft to live with it at least for a while. Coming home..everything felt so alone and empty because the past made an impact on me.
After every trip I look in the mirror for minutes and minutes and I simply feel different. It all goes as if I try to see beyond my eyes, directly in my soul but I just have more questions. I ask myself if I am really changed. Am I? Am I?
After washing my hair I look at it and see the softness it has forgotten for over two weeks. As well as me.
Looking through my poems and written thoughts from those days..Definitely some feeling that tickles my heart.

Mi-e dor de ceva ce pare 

ca nici n-a existat

si neraspunsurile tale,

nu-mi lasa nimic,

prin urmare.

I loved walking around with my voltaire in one hand and with my camera in the other..

i'm only telling you now

double exposure

thinking about the unforgettable

touch the glass of the window with your head and stay calm

I was so glad when I took this picture

I had my camera in both hands and looked at the picture and smiled and smiled and kind of hugged the camera haha. For sure I'm not the only one who usually jumps when that happens.

new stage