March

Stai lângă mine şi priveşte-mă
Dormi lângă mine şi visează-mă.

N-are rost să-ţi aminteşti ce-a fost
Fiindcă tot ce-a fost a trecut.

Cântă cu mine şi ascultă-mă
Plângi pentru mine şi salvează-mă.
Nu e greu să crezi că tu eşti eu
Şi dorinţa mea e a ta.

Stinge lumina şi aprinde-mă,
Rupe din tine, întregeşte-mă,

Iartă-mi visarea şi trezeşte-mă.

Sorry for my English-speaking friends, but this one is for a special day here in Romania. It's also my last one on blogspot.com, but you should easily find me somewhere ;) else. Thank you, thank you for every little bit you've done to put a smile on my face!

On the road again

The weirdest task I ever got engaged in: taking pics of brownies.
Job sweet job!

Up above us.

Two years

For two years, this little „suomi” fella treated me right. Maybe the only one who did it.

B&W copy

Last night, in a place with lots of B&W pics on the walls. Coudn't refrain from copying (hello, my name is B and I'm an alcooholic; at least
I admit it).

Flashy

Egyed Ufo Zottan inspired: photographing the photographer. Yup, this one had a Rebel XT too, but lotsa people (which I couldn't understand in the past and more so now) use it.

My room

Don't drink and shoot, you might hurt someone (or yourself).

Hedgehog

Careful, you might taste a little bolt.

Subway.

My way or the highway. Or my way. MY way!

Sunset @ 100mph

In a hurry; to be more specific, in a Renault Megane.

Sometimes no enhancement can do what nature does. Searching for a way to capture it... Wish me Luck!

Me and my Danube

Last night it rained, while I was watching "Sleepless in Seattle". This... This pic is sleeples, just like me.

Fugitive look to the ruins from my past; a long time ago they were sparkling w/ life.

Coffee & fun

Lights out? I'm in!

Regular B&W lifes, waiting for a coloured splotch.

„I like it when I light those stars in your eyes
Just like fireworks in the sky”

It's not official, but I heard a rumor: the autumn is here.

Lighning struck ~500 yards from me. Too tired to write something "interesting" here...

Loving you 'cuz you're beautiful... I love cats, and anyone having a problem with that can go *love* himself.

Coffee shelf. Hot is bad, ice is good.

Window

He's everywhere

The hill.

Queen of the hill

Loneliness part two: empty screen. When the batteries go play in the eternal prairies of hunting...

Smoking is bad for my loneliness.
One-trip friends, the new call of our age.

The all-seeing eye

Even the mountains pray.

Gab, Jen, Alex, aciu, hallelujah, Alex again (and more than this: even TC), Bug, _a_. Nice to see you, even if some of you didn't even knew why. HBtM, and I love you all!

Lost in Marlboro country

The sun always shines on TV

After the storm

You're on the right track, kid!

Found in a Kodak manual:

She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies...
Why do you photograph something? Admittedly sometimes out of habit, but usually because you are stirred by the subject before you. Lord Byron didn't write those lines (from the poem „She Walks in Beauty”) just because he had a quill in his hand.
(unquote)

...thy will be DONE!

Bishop?

No, I'm not a high priest, I'm from Romania; they would call me some other way.

Hi there, bug!

My century can be other than yours.

Passing thru the world down under, under the city, a night at a time.

When I’m walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park...

The girl says: can we take it home, pleeeeeeze?

Robocopters, made in Europe

Blue sky w/ some clouds... Check! Cheerful peoples all around... Check! Up we go!

We salute you too!

Tango

Group... 'chute.

Love is in the air...

Which way for 2007?

They were only listening the public. A truly earned rest time.

Naturally posterized. Or not.

Listening the crowd roaring your songs while you keep the silence... priceless.

The cat is NOT named Narcis.

Morning bloody morning (2)

The shadow of Narcis

The wother way around, part 2: under the bridge (w/o chilly, but
w/ a red hot monument).

Mitza sayz: wasteeeeeeed! (Hi, mr. Editor-in-chief!)

That's the way I like it!

Black night

...or not quite.

Remember Castlevania

Here's your macro

Anybody, lemon?

Good morning!

Playin' the mirror for them, on special request.

Duck hunting, close encounter part III: the year when we made (eye) contact.

Duck hunting, part II: family reunion.

Jungle room

Question: why the bass guitar has only five strings? Friends ;) know why (beer mode ON)

CAT scanning the CHiP magazine :)

The wother way around :)

The most pleasurable duck hunt: thru the viewfinder.

It's only a matter of perspective.

...and give us our late thinking...

°°°
After I read some article or another from TTL my view changed almost 180°; I decided to post far fewer pics here, and kept only what I hoped to be at least decent; many of them failed to stay :-) with us. I only have a single really good one wich I'm not allowed to show...

And I also hope that this first photo-less :-) text is the only one, from now on, and also the only one in wich I write... this much; and, given the opportunity, let me say another thing: I'd love to see some opinions from you. Yes, you!

All the roads...

The Sun, in my plane :) of view...

Ray of life

Each and every day I'm walking thru a park. Doesn't matter which one, I only wanna walk.

We were children, we were soldiers, we shall be young again.

...by the moon and the stars and the sky.

Warning: don't even THINK that you can see all of it on a LCD/TFT display!

You can't feel the soft sensation of fresh jasemine on your cheek, all I can show you here is an image.

Been there, done that.

Sometimes I think that this lazy cat is only an accessory that came w/ my bed sheets.

I was thrilled: the first real digital consumer camera I ever took hold of, and not just some crap lenses attached to a digital sensor:
Casio QV-2900UX.

©2001 Vasile Prodan

Puff! ...goes the smoke...

That's what you get for NOT brushing your teeth.

Cigarette break. Work (and working out) helped a lot when my brains wouldn't stop ticking.

This was last time when I allowed myself to look into my past. A good friend of mine helped me forgetting it, gettin' over; he also was there and was kind enough to take a picture. And boy, did he took!

That's the way someone once used to see me; meanwhile that eye decided to keep itself wide shut...

Young enough to be restless, old enough to be wise. How arrogant...