sadness of not feeling sadness

a few days ago i started using photoshop in order to get that “lomo” touch. yesterday i decided i should buy a holga. today at lunch i asked my grandfather about his old camera. after we finished eating he disappeared for a couple of minutes and returned holding a smena. he told me it was mine. so let the fun begin.

…tomorrow, because i still have a few articles to write for tomorrow, and unless i actually write them that bastard teacher won’t let me take the exam. journalism is not my cup of tea, because i cannot see the point of writing without adding your own tint. but then again, that’s just me.

the title of this pic is inspired from foer’s “everything is illuminated”. that tiny man you see in the picture is an autist. he cannot express his feelings and opinions. having one of those kids around everyday makes you think how lucky you are to feel so miserable.

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don’t let the dress trick you.

bijoux

i love how people in this town preserved detalis.

art is hard

…just when i was thinking i should probably concentrate on b&w . maybe next year.
btw this picture may look a bit insipid, but apart from my window passion, i noticed that every single one of those looks different.

fireflower

This is Maria in a blackfield:) I travelled 9 hrs by train to get that flower.

in a mirror, darkly

Ale, getting ready for an awesome night out.

are they saying goodbye

i guess i miss the times when i actually had a non-imaginary friend.
back to everything is illuminated.
currently missing jules. wish i had a picture of her.

http://www.trilulilu.ro/ink/d6eb9b8d5b5f83

eclipse

just an old pic i had on my other blog, thought i’d post it here as well. i know you don’t like the hat.

dawn

:sleepingsun:

went in a bar today and there was nightwish playing and i remembered i had this picture i wanted to post. plus 2 years without nightwish. i don’t think i miss those times.