Second home

A thousand half-loves 

must be forsaken to take 

one whole heart home.

To be a different person

I was editing these two pictures, when I heard from the tv an old Bulgarian song with a simple lyric about autumn and the age connected to it. There was this motif in it "To be a different person - it is already too late". I found it funny how this phrase (out of the lyric's context) corresponds to the pictures above.

S.

To draw in milk

Light upon light

Grandma's flowers

Visiting my grandma is actually very inspiring moment for me. Her house with all the small elements, flowers and flower patterns has a very exciting effect on me. Although I shoot there since I got into photography, I still love observing everything. I guess people get bored with seeing the same surroundings in my pictures, but for me the trip in this house doesn't end, like every time I see something new I missed before and I just need to pay a special attention to it. So last weekend I took some new pictures and decided along with them to post all pictures I took of my grandma's flowers through the years. They aren't many, but each one of them is somehow special for me.

They say time flies

 
  but where does it fly to...

I find a way to be true...

 

I've been singing this song for a whole week already, there is such a beautiful balance in it and I tend to fall in love with such melodies. Just wanted to share it here:

Days

Living in a sheep skin

Define small

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Comings and goings

The last two films I developed were a total loss of time. It was long ago when I had a whole film without even one descent picture on it. It's one of those non inspiring periods again, they always come just before the spring. Funny but this time I don't feel worried about this situation, life is spinning in circles what left will come back even though with a slightly different face. Anyway I wanted to post something in this blog so I dug the folder "photos" and found these.

My grandma's house

A garden in the chest of the gardener...