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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Bucharest at dusk

There is no place like home, they say. But do you know where your home is? I like to believe that I will only live here for some time, and then pack and go live somewhere else. And then pack again, and unpack somewhere else, couse my heart travels regardless broders and passports.

Extremely loud and incredibly close..

“We laughed and laughed, together and separately, out loud and silently, we were determined to ignore whatever needed to be ignored, to build a new world from nothing if nothing in our world could be salvaged, it was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn’t think about my life at all.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I may seem unafraid
And I may seem unashamed
But I will be special K
Never let the summer catch you down

 

 

Shot by Radu Stefan Bunea, edited by yours truly..

 

 

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

Casablanca

I celebrated my last day of medical leave in bed, watching Casablanca and eating Nutella, not ice-cream.

Oh, where are you Rick Blaine of our days? Would you sacrifice your hapiness for your beloved one nowadays?

Beware, spring, I don’t know why they call it “the suicide season”, is almost here. It’s time for better, nicer, new feelings and begginings. Be brave or stop being!

Below, some classic scenes from Casablanca.