Smoothly

I'm posting one of my last pictures with my digital camera (while it's mine, anyway). It's my first table lamp. A simple design that I like really much but would like to improve. Some things come to my house and others leave it. It's all about the summer...

Foul Mood

The weather's been shitty for the last 4 days. I am moving slowly with both current photographic projects (slow as a snail, actually). Sun, where are you? How could we ever have the annual party in Kalogria without you?

Nonsense post again. I hope the next one will have a photo in it.

High heels

She was wearing a polka dot dress. a grey one. and plastic high heels. She was the heroine of a movie. It was raining. She was kissing with the man she loved and everything seemed to move around them

And then it was gone. Just like any other moment. The special ones don't get special privileges

Great

...the parrot from across the street has learned the word "malaka"

Summer looks like...

laying around (convincing yourself that you have nothing to do)
sitting on bar stools barefoot
wearing that oh-so-shiny lipstick
drinking cold and imaginative sips
seing the stars while laying on rocks
noticing how your cousin's feet look like food under the sea
reading the same litterature you've read since you were 8
dreaming about tommorow's exit and leaving the bigger dreams for when the weather worsens
feeling beautiful and overweening

I might continue this list sometime

It's almost summer...

you know, the season when you walk on the streets and smell the heavy perfume of girls in high heels, fast food in boy's breaths, pherormones, gardenias, wet wood, the smell of the night. The sense that comes out in the two hottest seasons is the one of smell I guess. It's nice. It would be even better if I were to be a flaneur but, oh well. I've got a life too.

(I think you've already seen this song on my blog but it's completely adequate with the atmosphere so I'm putting it on again)

...Like my thoughts

Been there. Done shit.

I've been having a few negative thoughts right now. Like what are my chances to end up an old lady, all alone, with 60 cats. The thing is: I'm allergic to cats. So the scenario gets even worse. There's just one thing I feel I can hold on to right now. My creativity. And I try to hold steady. Some new Parov Stelar would be good for my case

 

Sea breeze

I swam for the first time this year today. It was.. cold and the sea was kind of spoiled (but we saw that afterwards) but it was delightful even though. A little bit of summer