sweet holidays

Holidays in Vienna :).

street fun

Oh, well... hello everybody. I guess it's high time to restart this blog :).

houses of New Orleans (3)

houses of New Orleans (2) - otra tranquilidad

And now would be the time for you to imagine a hot summer day, with all its tranquility and lack of sounds (others than birds humming), with all its strong light and soothing shadows. Now would be the time that you lean back, relax and imagine a porch and a chaise longue, a fruity cocktail included. Now would be the time that you take the luxury of being lazy in the middle of the week. After all, hey, tomorrow IS Friday! 

houses of New Orleans (1)

Big. Small. Coloured or monochrome. Decorated or keeping it serious. The houses of New Orleans won't let you pass by and ignore them. They will pull your sleeve, grab on you camera and smile for the photo.

are you ready?

Mardi Gras is over, but the echoes of its marches, parades, fun, good food and loud music still linger in my ears. The three bags of beads that we carried home are a sparkling proof that the whole thing was not a dream :).
My World.

Viennese duality

little house (in the garden)

Who is nibbling at my little house?
My world.

on the road

Photoshopfree pictures for SkyWatch.

my world in changing colours

Photoshop free pictures :). Taken @ Dambovicioara Gorge, Arges County, Romania, last weekend.
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beautiful Romania

so simple, so at home

My World.

into the blue

Sunday blues. No, I don't mean blue as in sadness, I mean the many shades of beautiful blue around: the sky, the air, the snow. Blue as in relaxing, blue as in a sunny day, blue as in the wide horizon of a free day's freedom .

the former glory of Little Paris

the sky beyond

A block of ice is hiding the sky . Behind it thou, no barriers, no limits, since the horizon is always a beginning, and never a stop.

catcher in the sun

The sunset kicks the laziness away. The hunter awakes, even if he's not a vampire and he's chasing nothing else but his own shadow. Or, is he really hunting? Or he's just stretching that fur? Who knows? The only thing that's certain is that now this soft grey creature turns orange - more orange than Garfield himself... 

the painter

She can paint with colours, she can paint with flavours. When she walks, she walks in strokes of brush, spilling light on the city's canvas. When she is bored of art, she turns chocolate into a masterpiece.

She is Margot and you can see some of her recipes (in Romanian) & paintings HERE.

flavours of Bucharest (2)

A small restaurant on a narrow street. A stormy Sunday. Snowy streets. Four friends and a perfect afternoon. Malagamba, anyone? So funny how it takes an Irishman to create that perfect Bucharest flavour we are all craving for...

flavours of Bucharest

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life without filters

... or photoshop for that matter of fact - looks bright and sunny. All you need is a good light.
Happy New Year!

Sky Watch Friday.