January 20, 2011
Along with NAKED, I consider this one to be a self-portrait. Even though not pictures of me literally, they do the job fairly well.
January 18, 2011
Now, opposed to the previous, a not so subtle hint of a distinct personality:-)
January 16, 2011
Or how about this one, while we are talking about various attitudes of houses? A subtle hint of a distinct personality?
January 15, 2011
Does each house has an attitude of its own? Like the one in the previous post, trying to bear the old age with dignity. I remember observing this one across the street in Rovinj, watching the wind play with laundry. Every once in a while it seemed to pause slightly through swinging, perfectly timed to form the wide-spread smile on a colorful face.
January 14, 2011
Many times I passed that old house on my way downtown. Built probably between the two of the World Wars, barely standing, with walls sagged under decades. And with blackened dried-wood doors firmly shut, I naturally presumed it was abandoned a long time ago. Until one day I noticed a small vase with fresh flowers in the corner of a window. Someone actually lives there? And made the effort to make it prettier?
January 13, 2011
By the method of simple association I present the next one. The “running kids” sign, opposed to the deserted ambiance, left me with a “Where’s everybody?” feeling. On an early summer afternoon in Rovinj, still very hot, there was not many wanderers like myself. I was initially drawn by the abundance of natural worn-out textures and lines encompassing the geometric shapes of street signs.