A bit of a Tragedy




Worlds apart

We are the hollow men, we are the stuffed men

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us—if at all—not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

Undeva în Est | Somewhere to the East


Looking and seeing are two different things. What matters is the relationship with the subject.

– Christophe Agou

Instant Karma XIII (Smartphone photo)

„I have made a little theatre for myself.”

– Robert Doiseanu

Instant Karma XII (Smartphone photo)

Think about the photo before and after, never during. The secret is to take your time. You mustn’t go too fast. The subject must forget about you. Then, however, you must be very quick.

– Henri Cartier-Bresson

Instant Karma XI (Smartphone photo)

Instant Karma X (smartphone photo)