this started out as a graffitti post, but as i was collecting photos it became much more about colors (yes, fall colors), textures and the unexpected ways beauty hits us in the face.
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| somewhere on potaissa street...scary and compelling and you can take it however you want it |
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| 'ana is here'. ana is the main character of my draft - i like-hate her, she was modelled on me, and also ana is a very common name. ana is...romania, the world. "ana has got apples" is one of the first sentences one is taught how to write in romanian...you have to wait a bit more for 'ana is here'. but here we are. |
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| and the bigger one, right next to it, half erased...the very visible part reads "...and the stamps were moaning..." and i was like WHA'? for a bit, then, ok, deciphering everything : "even the stamps were moaning when i licked them". right! |
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| transitioning to asphalt-grey background: a collection of clay figurines, displayed right on the walkable space in the middle of central boulevard. |
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| i couldn't climb high enough to get a view of what the larger shape was supposed to look like |
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| entrance to cafe 'insomnia' - this pic was taken less for the crazy colors than for the (1) mouldings on the walls - these are amazing old buildings all over downtown - and (2) for the cheap pink lights, which to me spell 'damp cold weather' |
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| surface of an 'insomnia' table: wine stain, ash and art |
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