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Shadows of the past

shadows-of-the-past

Every time I see a crowd of photographers surrounding a subject my impulse is to go in the opposite direction.

– Ignacio Aronovich

Tortura tăcerii (II) | The Torture of Silence (II)

Tortura tăcerii (II) | The Torture of Silence (II)

“Cease your sniveling! Pity and weakness are synonymous. Remorse is forbidden. Compunction is forbidden. Do you understand?”
– Lieutenant Rumm to Sarah Kerrigan in a training session

25 grame de cer | 25 grams of sky

25 grame de cer - 25 grams of sky“Photography is truth. The cinema is truth twenty-four times per second.”
– Jean-Luc-Godard

Plânsul de luni seara

Film noir„Doamne, nu sunt vrednic
Să intri sub acoperământul meu,
Ci spune doar un cuvânt
Și vindeca-se-va sufletul meu.”

„O Lord, I am not worthy
That Thou should’st come to me,
But speak the words of comfort,
My spirit healed shall be.”

Music of the Night

Valletta, Malta, centerValletta, Malta, november 2011

Music of the Night
(Andrew Lloyd Webber / Charles Hart / Sarah Brightman)

Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses

Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar
And you’ll live as you’ve never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it secretly posses you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind in this darkness that you know you cannot find
The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start to journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me

Floating, folding, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me savor each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night

Come to me

Losing sleep (still, my heart)Come to me
While I’m sleeping
So their wagging tongues
Might not find you, my love

All the while
They lie down
[I’ll let a so sweet]
For I’ll die for my love

So stop this night so strong
That I will remember
And have it ever after

Come to me
While I’m sleeping
So their wagging tongues
Might not find you, my love

Come to me
End my dreaming
So their wagging tongues
Might not find you, my love

‘Round the corner
Back of hands
They’ll still be talking
Whether or not we’d ever
Whether we’d ever, my love

(Caroline Lavelle / Vangelis)