I play hide and seek with fear I never win the snake sneak into myself I hide from myself in a pretending you can't see which is which except when the night falls.

I like to watch gymnastics contests on TV; we (Romanians) have always been good at it. My favorite apparatus is ground floor: acrobatic lines, steady landings and the mandatory artistic figures between.

I lived in communism until I was 14. Then the 1989 revolution came. It was the end of dictatorship. What can you remember from this age or earlier? A lot. How much does it affect you? A lot more; like

There are days at the end of which you remember only one thing, usually meaningless. Somehow, it is all you got. It's like you've taken 100 photos, but you choose one. Last evening I was tkinking that

When I joined the steemit a few months ago, I said that I'll post my photographs. And I did. But when I think about what I've written here, I realize I talked most about how much I like to walk. Living

Sunset or sunrise is easy catch. You don't have to try too much, it's there and it’s free, within reach. You get a lot of help with the colors, the honey-like light, the opening, the contrast and the

Conținut de calitate sau nu? Toate discuțiile despre “content” mi-au adus aminte de o carte pe care am citit-o acum mulți ani. Personajele sunt artişti (pictori) sau au legatură cu arta. Nu mai țin minte

Following the good principle: "When life gives you limes, you should make lemonade", I photographed yesterday what I was surrounded of: poppies. One of the most common advices is: "say something

I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning in roosters crows. At 6, sparrows were singing in a big buxus below my window. Even if you hear them, you don't know what season, day or part of the day is. They sing

I was listening to a radio show today and people were asked about their little manias or fixations, their… thing. I was very surprised to hear that some of them don’t find their peace until they do the

Dear @juliank and friends, This is my entry for #cityscapephotography contest on @photocontests.

People stop here to be photographed. They pose, smile, somebody takes the shot. I’ve seen them; you can see what they left behind. I waited for them to leave and enjoyed for a while the scent and the light.

Dear @juliank and friends, This is my submission for #goldenhourphotography contest on @photocontests.

It's sunset, it's quiet and the light it's like honey. I'm a stranger in town seeing this sea for the first time. He is at home, the sea knows him, he comes here a lot. Fishing here, so close to town,

Thank God for colors. I think a good black and white photo is art, not everybody can (learn to) do it, but I love colors, also. These days I was surrounded by yellow. It's turnip (Brassica rapa) time.

I couldn't tell you this flower's name, I stopped on the street of Izmir to look closer and take a picture of it. I liked this vibrant colour, unusual appearance (it seems like a brush to me) and most

I've been in a business trip in Izmir a few days ago. Business and pleasue combined made these days great. Before and after work, I've tried to cherish every day light moment. This was the view from my

Dear @juliank and friends, This is my entry for #streetphotography contest on @photocontests. I've taken this photo while walking in Izmir.

Look behind you. It's the sun going down.

I look through the archive and I remember where I took the pictures. I know if it was windy or not, how it smelled, with who was I with. For a panorama over one city I had to climb many stairs on a hot