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czwartek, 27 listopada 2014

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Revisiting and retouching

I've been guilty of revisiting old pictures at least one time. Now I'm doing it again. And again, the model is Anna Maria (I love working with her). Taken at Studio Luma. Photos & make-up by me. It was a project for a friend's etsy shop. Below are the results of a new take at editing and retouching. It turned out quite low-key.

I guess there are more to come since the days are so short I can't catch any natural light to take new pictures. Coming home after the sunset is really depressing not only in terms of photo opportunities, but I think I can manage a couple of weeks more.

czwartek, 16 października 2014

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Teacups and memories


I'm not much of a collector. Since most of my belongings have been destroyed in a flood that happened a couple a year ago in the area where my parents have a house I've learned not to get too attached to things. I briefly mourned my pink Game Boy Color. Sometimes I forget all about the flood and expect to find a particular book or piece of garment only to realise it's been destroyed, but that's it.

However, I still have a particular fondness of beautiful teacups. I might not be terribly attached to them, but I like to think of the stories they convey. The Oldemor one (oldemor means grandmother in Norwegian and it has nothing to do with Voldemort) reminds me of a great year I have spent in Oslo, Norway. The wide white one was the first one I bought after moving to a new flat. The one with the flowers is form my aunt who lives in Berlin, where I used to spend summer holidays as a teenager. So if you're looking for a birthday present for me, get me a teacup. It will remind me of you.

niedziela, 5 października 2014


I'f you're lucky enough to have a cat and if you watch her closely, you have probably noticed her getting prepared for a long leap. Body close to the ground, eyes fixed on the aim. She stays still, not even one muscle moves, except for the back legs. Those are working hard. A cat is putting her weight forst one one of them, then on the other, repeating this a few times before she finally jumps.

This is how I'm feeling right now. I have been deprived of a proper summer ending by a sudden construction work in the tenment house where I live. One day scaffolding just emerged behind my window, cutting off next to all the sunlight. The plants had to be moved form the balcony and temporarily placed in the apartment. Some haven't survived. Strawberries stopped producing fruit. There was no place to seed autumn crops such as lettuce and kale. And now it's too late to do almost any gardening. Thank God for bulbs, they give me hope and something to do.

Having been deprived of my balcony I already started planning for the next year. We're gonna have three varieties of of cherry tomatoes, runner beans (mascotte variety), some rocket and pak choy, I'm gonna get some sweet peas and wild flowers form my mum… I have everything planned. I even made charts and tables. I'm waiting. Ready to reclaim my balcony.

A copule of survivors placed by the only window providing natural light. Sadly, only in the mornings.

czwartek, 2 października 2014

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Grandfather

Tak mi się jakoś w życiu złożyło, że nie znałam żadnego z moich dziadków. Jeden z nich zmarł wiele lat przed moim urodzeniem, drugi miał szansę mnie zobaczyć i potrzymać na rękach, ale ja jego poznać nie mogłam. Odszedł, kiedy miałam kilka czy kilkanaście miesięcy.

Nigdy mi to nie przeszkadzało, w końcu w życiu patrzy się przed siebie, a nie za siebie. Dopiero niedawno uderzyło mnie, że nie tylko nie znałam dziadków, ale w ogóle nie wiem o nich kompletnie nic. Jakie były ich imiona. Jakimi byli ludźmi. Co lubili. A kiedy nie znasz swoich dziadków, to nie znasz swoich rodziców. Nie wiesz, jak zostali wychowani. Nie wiesz, jaki bagaż doświadczeń niosą.

Zdjęcia potrafią powiedzieć dużo więcej, niż się wydaje. Czasem jakość fotografii jest kiepska, ziarno tak wielkie, że trudno rozpoznać rysy. Czasem fotograf nie podołał, zdjęcie jest nieostre, model odwrócony. Ale przez to wszystko widać jakiegoś człowieka: gest, pozę, manierę, nastrój. Dziadek F. był bardzo przystojnym i zdecydowanym mężczyzną.

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