I just got my Nikon d700 and I had to start that blog. However exalted that sounds, it's the tribute to the machine ;).
wtorek, 5 sierpnia 2014
poniedziałek, 2 czerwca 2014
Girls - came to us two at once
They are funny. And fun :)
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środa, 14 maja 2014
Friends
- Who's your best friend?
- At school - Pawel, but in general - Fifi.
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- At school - Pawel, but in general - Fifi.
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Etykiety:
"accommodation in Charlottenburg",
"Berlin wall",
"Berliner Mauer",
"Brandenburg Gate",
"fun park",
bench,
Berlin,
bridge,
Bridges,
bubbles,
Charlottenburg,
enjoy,
fun,
kids,
may,
park,
trip
wtorek, 6 maja 2014
Berlin - a city that doesn't inspire me anymore
If you have it, I mean - all you need to fulfill your basic needs, including the material ones and the spiritual ones (freedom, safety), you stop fighting. And when you stop fighting you do not progress, you do not create. You just go with the flow. Comfy but boring.
This is how I found Berlin this time. Too much comfort.
You do not argue, you do not rebel, you just follow and decay.
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A wee bit of magic that keeps me going and the bubble bursts into million drops.
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"Kissed my boy by the factory wall, dirty old town..."
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An artistic mural? Maybe, but also a global marketing campaign for the Levi's.
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A light from the past.
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Bayer. Windows like pills. Sleeping pills.
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Past.
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No country for young men.
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Let's go to Mexico!
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A city suppressed by a gass.
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Bridges.
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Grass.
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Leaves.
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Time to go home. Even the handrail remainds me of that.
This is how I found Berlin this time. Too much comfort.
You do not argue, you do not rebel, you just follow and decay.
501/700
A wee bit of magic that keeps me going and the bubble bursts into million drops.
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And another illusion.
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Even the slogan sounds (and looks) sad.
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"Kissed my boy by the factory wall, dirty old town..."
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An artistic mural? Maybe, but also a global marketing campaign for the Levi's.
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A light from the past.
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Wrestling.
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Water. Keeps going. Changing.
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Bayer. Windows like pills. Sleeping pills.
510/700
Past.
511/700
No country for young men.
512/700
Let's go to Mexico!
513/700
A city suppressed by a gass.
514/700
Bridges.
515/700
Grass.
516/700
Leaves.
517/700
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Time to go home. Even the handrail remainds me of that.
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