Portfolios

Moldova medieval frescoes

They are those places where the backbone of the long history of my province lays. What I am today is a result of the people who built here.

Auction for charity

I donated two photographs of mine, from an IAAP - awarded series, both black and white, both on film, with their respective certificate of authenticity.

The temporaries of Calea Victoriei

The models are watching from their illuminated posters, and their aloof expression is one that says “well, what can you expect from humans”.

Into the boudoir

It’s almost a trespass into a young lady’s boudoir. I feel I have entered a forbidden sanctuary of this shy tenant of my house.

Vienna says “Nein to Shein”

"Der Schein is trügt" means something that does not appear dangerous but it is. Interesting play of words (schein, shein).

I am that fire

With a smile, I fondly remember the moments when that little fire was a promising roaring one, with so much to give and so short a life.

The town that adopted a Queen

Queen of Romania she might’ve been, but she was loved by these people and they adopted her for good.

Soul of a barista – a story of aroma and passion

I met her a couple of years ago, while roaming the town, looking for people, places, things to photograph for my portfolio.

Exhibition in Moldova

"Moldova - tradition and spirituality" exhibition in the autumn. This autumn that is. Too much to do, too little time to do it during the summer.

In but a day…

It all happens in a single day, modestly and unsurprisingly set between yesterday and tomorrow.

Just passing by

I had my Nikon F with me, loaded with Ilford Delta 100, so I waited a bit in order to get a few photographs.

Photographs must tell stories?

Which is most important? The value of the image given by the onlooker, or the value I have assigned to the picture?

Sri Lankans in Bacau – home away from home

“Ubi Bene, Ibi Patria” – this old Latin saying is stating a truth, universally known.

First wedding on film

As I never employ flash at all, the low light is always a challenge, so rating the film at 800 was a good estimation.

Scamming a photographer

The message was brief and straightforward: I would like to buy some of your photographs, would you sell?

Wayback machine cu mine

Mergand in paralel cu existenta de rama ca animal de companie a vreunui politruc nemernic si dezinteresat.

Suburbs of a provincial town

With very few exceptions, this area looks exactly like it did 40 years ago or more, when under the communist regime.

5 frames in Meidling Vienna

There’s something about this city; it attracts me in a way that no other city does. The place is a dream come true for any photographer.

Minox in Balchik Bulgaria

Its light slopes towards the sea, the forests that hang on cliffs right above the waters, place where old ruins and legends abound.

The Four Finger Church

The church stood tall and imposing, but all gloomy and bereft of any outer adornments the orthodox churches have.

Easter vigil in Bessarabia

And perhaps the most important moment of the year for an Orthodox is the Easter, the night that marks the resurrection of Christ.

Passing them by

Do we give the minutest thought on what happened to them, and why? Do we have the foggiest ? Do we even care?

Nothingness stares back

Something different, based on each person’s understanding of life, death, suffering, the vanity of humans in thinking we’re eternal.

The Royal necropolis of Probota

At some point in the first decade of the 1400’s, the voyevod Alexander the Good builds a new monastery, replacing the previous.

Marmorosch, Romania

Romanian ethnics had few rights, and one of the rights they enjoyed was the right to build churches of Orthodox persuasion.

Priority of man

I got lost in the myriads of colours, scents and the exotic scenery which is the city of Marrakech

The “Troitsa” of Bessarabia

Various manners and shapes, according to the respective period; Christ is shown in various stances, and the details around him.

Life and death of a library

A new book was for me a new way of looking at the world, a way of coming to understand life, of learning about this and that around me.

The night Venice spoke to me

Only the locals and the (not so few though) night crawlers. are to be seen on the narrow streets. La Serenissima is tired.

With no people around or in sight, its not a very different feeling from the Discovery series “After People”. The freezing air and the steam rising from the lake makes for a very interesting lens view of the mountains across the lake.

Young band rocks us

I am no connoisseur of any music style of today, but what I heard I really enjoyed. To be honest, I was more focused on their faces and the expressions which changed every two seconds: hope, pride, ambition, shyness.

Moldova – local heritage repurposed

He took it upon himself to make this place a bit different; he started years ago to collect junk, stuff people threw to the rubbish bins, and he repurposed the said junk to decorate his yard.

Kodak Retina crosses the Carpathians

You can see these (mostly rural) communities hunched down in the snow, the smoke rising from their chimneys, a sign that the people have retired in their homes to winter it out.

Veliko Tarnovo – just a glimpse

There is something refreshing about the way the tiled houses are lining along the valley, along the Yantra river. Seen from the fortress hill, they look like toys.

Resistance through faith in Moldova

This land has seen so much war to last it a thousand years; and one of the main tools it employed to resist and retain its roots was the faith in the Orthodox Church.