THE GHOSTS OF LOVERS PAST

It’s here! :D

Something I wanted to show you for some time now.

My friend Ioana from Ruffles for Breakfast planned a wonderful photoshooting, with a great team. I’m so happy I was part of this, it’s been a while since I last played the model.

Just a sneak preview here. I let you read the whole story and see the wonderful photos (shot by Dragos Ometita) on Ioana’s blog.

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A big “Thank you!” for everybody involved.

Credits for the title also go to Ioana :)

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Barcelona day II – lots to do

Second day in Barcelona was a really fun one, we just wandered the streets..

This one was taken in Poblenou, close to our hotel.

A very interesting act in Barceloneta.

And now dears, me – without knowing I’m being phographed.

And then, when I realised. :D

At some point we got hungry.. and we heard the night before, from a friend, that Kiosko is the best place to have a burger in Barcelona. So, we went there and waited..

The place is very small and crowded and of course, full of tourists (still, you can’t miss it).

And we waited.. meanwhile we took some photos..

And when it finally arrived..

The little hungry piglet attacked.

And next some photos we took on the streets of Barcelona..

A group of portuguese young people playin’ traditional songs but not only. At that time “Ai se eu te pego” was very popular, so we couldn’t get rid of it not even here (ok, I admit, it was fun hearing it live :D)..

Roof top waterpool. Just lovely.

Nice balcony.

Dog parks, one of the reasons why almost everyone has a dog :)

Really miss Barcelona!

Barcelona day I – Mercat de La Boqueria

Hi there,

As nothing good happens in the morning, I usually try to make evenings worth. So ladies and gents, beware! I have a Lightroom and I’m not afraid to use it.. Since I wanted to post some Barcelona photos for half of year now, I guess NOW would make more sense than later today.

So here they are, few shots of one of the most beautiful places I’ve seen so far, Mercat de La Boqueria.

Have you met my good friend Maria?

“It’s despair at the lack of feeling, of love, of reason in the world. It’s despair that anyone can even contemplate the idea of dropping a bomb or ordering that it should be dropped. It’s despair that so few of us care. It’s despair that there’s so much brutality and callousness in the world. It’s despair that perfectly normal young men can be made vicious and evil because they’ve won a lot of money. And then do what you’ve done to me.”
― John FowlesThe Collector

This is actually me, trying to edit some photos my better half took last weekend. I’ll keep trying. You’ll see more of my tests here, soon.

Lachatterie skirt and floral design

Photos by Radu Bunea

Handsomely equipped to fail, I went out into the world.

I acquired expensive habits and affected manners. I got a third-class degree and a first-class illusion: that I was a poet. But nothing could have been less poetic that my seeing-through-all boredom with life in general and with making a living in particular. I was too green to know that all cynicism masks a failure to cope– an impotence, in short; and that to despise all effort is the greatest effort of all. But I did absorb a small dose of one permanently useful thing, Oxford’s greatest gift to civilized life: Socratic honesty. It showed me, very intermittently, that it is not enough to revolt against one’s past. One day I was outrageously bitter among some friends about the Army; back in my own rooms later it suddenly struck me that just because I said with impunity things that would have apoplexed my dead father, I was still no less under his influence. The truth was I was not a cynic by nature, only by revolt. I had got away from what I hated, but I hadn’t found where I loved, and so I pretended that there was nowhere to love. Handsomely equipped to fail, I went out into the world.

The Magus, John Fowles