Greenlaning

Video

Here's the video from the Easter Danube trip. Sorry, it's in Romanian, but the images still work :)

Another Easter

This year, the Easter period was stranger than usual. Somewhat interesting, but strange none the less.

We took 24 tons of food and gifts to one of the most secluded parts of the country, the tip of the Danube Delta.





People and places were indeed outer-worldly.




We spent Easter with friends at the countryside. Drinks, midnight shootings, morning omelets.





I should probably write more but really i couldn't find the time or state of mind to put down my thoughts. I shall thought. Quite soon. I haven't bragged about anything in a long while. It just don't feel write for this much time to pass ...

Oh yeah. Because a shit idea never goes unsupported :)

This is becoming a habit

November

This month, in pictures






From art to elegance to decadence to bruises. We shall have it all.

How Photography is actually done

My City of Ruins

The city i grew up in has always had a special place in my photography (to be read as "i've never actually ever taken proper photographs of Bucharest, except journalism stuff). So, since i got stuck there, volcano and all, i figured i should shoot some large format images of how i feel about the place. I got asked why do i want to move back, quite a few times and in shot, the images are a bit of an answer. I'll post a couple every day until they are all exhausted.



PS: I've also got the whole final project series done, but that's only going to be shown later on in the year, during the exhibitions.

Good Weekend II

Well, i noticed i don't post that many images i take these days. Will do so when i am back in the UK and will have processed my large format images. For now, courtesy of Mr. Calin Jurca, images from Sunday with Ciprian Strugariu and myself at the wheels. Damage: the LR on the grill got taken off while Ciprian had a few issues with the alternator getting semi flooded. No worries, glue will fix everything.

Good Weekend

Our Easter Activities

Good publicity

I got an article published about me today. Interesting but pretty generic. You can read it here. For those who don't know the language, i suggest google translate. Thanks.

Cradlesong

I don't want to be a faded memory
I don't want to be the ghost that you can't shake
I want to be the real thing

When we were beautiful III

When we were wearing those glasses, the hipsters today were probably not even born.



This image cannot possibly be explained.


My young dad

The birth of alcohol.

When we were beautiful II

Today i'm a bit selfish. All the pictures are about me. The four ladies that appear in the images with me at one year old have brought me up and taken care of me while i was small and obnoxious. Tomorrow we're having my sister again ...









this last one is from the previous film. All the shots from the previous post were of me when i was five (cunningly deduced from the cake) so my sister and my cousin must have been two and a bit...

When we were beautiful

When i left for the UK, i took a box of film that has been lying around from before i was born. I figured that nobody really cares about it so i might just take it and scan it when i can. It took me three years to get around to doing that. It's dozens of films, beginning with my mother's high school graduation up to some shots of us around 8-12 years old.

Some are brilliant, some i knew and some are very random. There's a whole bunch of unknown people, a funeral, a wedding, a sheep, people i know, cars and teenagers who are probably my mum's age. Anyway, since i'm not going to be writing too much on account of me literally living in the darkroom, this week i'll keep posting images i've scanned from those negs. If they don't say anything about the people, don't worry. It just means i don't know either...

So without further delay (but to my surprise), here's scans from a SLIDE film that my dad shot of us in the park and at Christmas (i suspect)