Urban Category

when Subtlety meets Simplicity

In: Eng., Urban

“Is it too early?
No by all means , please come in. ”
I always had gay friends , even in my Uni years, some Arts students used to come and have turkish coffee with me and my flat mates in our 4′th floor rented apartment in this harbour-city called Constanta by the Black Sea. They used to […]

“Elle visita les monumens de notre capitale, s’appuyant sur le bras chéri qu’elle avait tant souhaité.”

ai carte n-ai carte, fara parte

In: Uncategorized, Urban

Am crescut la bunici pana la 6 ani, in cea mai ciudata perioada comunista di Romania. Anii 80. Deseori, bunicul ma lua cu el la piata iar bunica nu intelegea nicum de ce as lasa eu jucariile si joaca cu copiii, ca sa merg cu bunicul la piata. Bunicul ma tinea de mana pe strada […]

    You see how the places you loved best become pale memories or souvenirs spread all over the shelves. You see how your best friends grow up and have their own kids growing up too. You realise you had a happy childhood and your grandparents garden was the garden of EDEN -the most powerfull […]

A mile and a song away

In: Eng., Uncategorized, Urban, idilice, visuals

“Distantele au alti ochi, departarea are alta voce.
Dar mie imi este la fel de dor de tine.”_

_multumesc Doina Postolachi

In sfarsit ! Si multumiri  ANDREI, pt unpluggedul de pe 27 OCT 2012.

Romanu’i inventiv frate!,
Da, Romanu-i bun la toate,
Si ce isi doreste …poate!

Nu ma intrebati de intro va rog…Pur si simplu am ras isteric azi..
Imi aduc aminte cum acum cateva zile invitati fiind in luxosul apartament din Bukit Timah al unui simpatic Managing Director neamtz, ne laudam fiecare si noi si el si micutza lui nemtzoaica din […]

quo quo scelesti ruitis ????

In: Urban

Gracefully accepting defeat
I stand on my own two feet
I look down and i see you
I look up and i see through!”

Incepusem sa scriu un post glorios.

fluturi de Bucuresti

In: Urban

Sa ramai viu. sa traiesti.
Credeam ca  mi se intampla numai primavara, din cauza asteniei …Sunt cateva zile, cateva ore de fluture in care invinsa de starea de somnolenta, cu ochii larg deschisi , dorm. Mai ieri era luna Mai, acum insa  e mijlocul verii si plutesc intr-un norisor roz peste strazile gri..
Atunci ce ma deosebeste […]

Meet Bill.

In: Urban, visuals

Are 80 de ani, si e o dovada vie ca pasiunea nu   moare… inaintea ta