Nu este un exercitiu de fotografie, nici documentar sau vreun gest frumos de Craciun. Este un fragment de realitate, din viata noastra, a fiecaruia. Ei sunt parintii nostri, bunicii nostri, inaintasii nostri, batranii nostri dragi, buni si intelepti. Cei care ne-au dat viata, ne-au ingrijit, ne-au hranit, ne-au spalat si mai presus de toate, ne-au iubit! Intr-un cuvant, cei carora, in afara de bunul Dumnezeu, le datoram prezenta noastra umila si pasagera in aceast univers. Pentru toate acestea, noi, in infinita noastra recunostinta, le oferim in schimb... uitarea.
Photography
Through so many fences, through so many lenses / We capture the light and defeat the darkness. Always seeking the truth, seeking for our roots, / We are writing our life in rich colors - chronicles of misery or wealth. From the black depths of our souls to the very lightness of our faith / We render with many different shades of gray / A glimpse of reality, a sparkle of future or only the past fading away. Seeing evil, seeing truth, seeing bad or seeing good, / But never judging with the mind what the heart cannot see, /Abandoning ourselves, we keep our spirits free. So many unshared worries and so many unwritten stories, / Forgotten destinies and hidden truths, / We immortalize the magic of an instant / By painting it with beautiful rays of light.
A few words...
- Gabi
- My passion is photography. I am practicing it as a hobby and my camera is always with me, wherever I go...
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