Pieces of last year

Bucati din viata mea pe film alb-negru cu Zenit TTL. Unele imagini am fost nevoita sa le tai putin.

Pieces of my life captured on a black & white film with Zenit TTL. I had to crop some of the photos.

The Choir of Innocents

"Corul inocentilor", creatia lui Andrei Pandea-Antonescu. Un val de 5000 de figurine din lut care strabate lin Piata Mare din Sibiu. "Fiecare dintre ele exprima un manunchi de sentimente, trairi si provocari pentru publicul contemporan intr-un demers cultural care pune impreuna arta plastica, altruismul si spiritul civic." Am citat afisul "Pasi catre viata", nu as fi reusit sa pun totul in cuvinte mai potrivite.

"The Choir of Innocents", Andrei Pandea-Antonescu's creation. A wave of 5000 clay figurines crosses smoothly across the Grand Square in Sibiu. "Each of them expresses a bundle of feelings, experiences and challenges for contemporary audiences in a cultural approach that brings together art, altruism and civic spirit." I quoted the banned from "Steps towards life," I would not have been able to put it in more appropriate words.

W.O.A. Metal Battle Romania, Sibiu

Joi seara. W.O.A. Metal Battle avea loc in Oldies Pub si nu mai aveam chef sa merg. Toata saptamana am asteptat ziua asta, sa beau o bere si sa merg la concertele respective, iar pe ultima suta de metri, din cauza unor probleme tipic femeiesti, nu mai aveam chef. Vroiam liniste; un ceai, nicidecum o bere; un film, nu trei trupe metal urlandu-mi in timpane. Dar am facut bine ca nu mi-am ascultat instinctele influentate de dureri si indispozitii serioase. Am luat un nurofen, am strans din dinti primele treizeci de minute pana cand si-a facut efectul si medicamentul si berea, si i-am ascultat pe cei de la Bucovina, God si Gothic. Concertele lor au fost incendiare. Atmosfera era la fel. Rockeri aliniati frumos in fata scenei hardand din greu, altii la mese si pe langa bar facand acelasi lucru cu un pahar de alcool in mana. Chestie tipica la concertele rock.  Maini in aer, lumini albastre si rosii, miros de fum, transpiratie si  vanilie. Pletosii fluturandu-si parul prin fata aparatelor foto. Urlete si volum dat la maxim. Toate astea mi se invarteau in minte si prin fata ochilor. Asa imi amintesc eu seara trecuta. Am plecat agitata, cu inima bubuind inca dupa ritmul chitarilor si cu un tiuit enervant in urechi. Am mai omorat cateva celule din urechi in seara asta. Dar a meritat.

Thursday night. W.O.A. Metal battle in Oldies Pub and I wasn’t in the mood to go anymore. All week I’ve been waiting for this day, to have a beer and go to these concerts, and just a couple of hours before they start, because of some typical female problems, I feel like I’m not in the mood anymore. I wanted some quiet time; a cup of tea, not beer; a movie, not three metal bands roaring in my ears. But I’m now glad that I didn’t give in to these instincts influenced by pains and serious indispositions. I took a strong pain killer, ground my teeth until the medicine and the beer started to take effect, and listened to Bucovina, God and Gothic. The concerts were incendiary. The mood as well. Neatly aligned rockers in front of the stage banging their heads, others at the tables and bar doing the same thing and holding an alcohol drink. Typical rock concert stuff. Hands thrown in the air, blue and red lights, smell of smoke, sweat and vanilla. Long-haired dudes, and girls, waving their hair in front of the cameras. Yelling and the music volume to the maximum. All these things floating through my mind and in front of my eyes. This is how I remember last night. I left still in agitation, with my heart still beating in the rhythm of the guitars and with a constant ringing in my ears. I killed some more hearing cells last night. But it was worth it.

Bucovina

 

 

God

Gothic

The sun crawls across a final time

Seara in Piata Mare. Eu cu un roman, el cu un laptop. Eu intr-o "minunata lume noua", el printre termeni tehnici. Amandoi inchinand cu o doza de energizant.

Evening in the Grand Square. Me with a novel, him with a laptop. Me in a "brave new world", him among technical terms. Both toasting a can of energy drink.

This is for Thursday, June 23rd. (And now I am finally back on track.)

Staring at your window

Intotdeauna am vrut sa incerc asa ceva. Iar Sibiul nu duce lipsa de ferestre interesante. Urmeaza una cu usi. Neaparat.

I've always wanted to try something like this. And since Sibiu has no shortage of interesting windows... The next one will be with doors.

For Tuesday, June 21th.

Wamintirileeeee!

Aviz din ultimele stiri: imi place muzica celor de la Alternosfera. Aseara i-am ascultat pentru prima data live. Saream ca doi copii cu mainile intinse sus spre stelele de sticla, simtind vibratiile instrumentelor sub picioare. Un val de bas era purtat prin vene, stropi de lumina ne jucau pe retina. Timpul a trecut prea repede... Ametiti de fericire am pornit spre casa prin noaptea adanca.

Breaking news: I like Alternosfera’s music. I heard them play for the first time last night. We jumped like children with hands held high towards stars of glass, feeling the vibrations of the instruments under our feet. A wave of bass carried through our veins, drops of light played in our eyes. Time passed by too quickly… Dizzy with happiness we began walking home in the deep night. 

(The title of this post is the title from one of their songs.)