Pădurea Verde (Green Forest) Timișoara

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Colors of Autumn

Photos taken in Deta, near a forest. (29th October)

At the end of the day

What do we do for our dream to survive?

 

The man with white hair and blue eyes.

When I was little and it was raining, my grandpa would always say that God is mad or sad at people and that’s why it’s raining.

My grandpa isn’t between us anymore, but I still hear his words in the back of my mind and the corners of my lips form a nostalgic smile…

 

Now I read when it rains.

If only the rain that falls would have the power to wash away our worries, sadness, anger and hate.

Toamnă în Soarelui

Celebrating Fall

My heart is a room 
with an open window;
the autumn wind 
is freezing it
from the inside-

leaves slip in
to fill the void.

Still shining
     even though it’s falling
And there’s
     a warm breeze
And the sun
     That makes them shiny
Shines through the branches.

That breeze
     Makes the falling leaves twirl
About,
     Not quite down not quite up.
Although—
     Eventually it is down,

Dancing through 
     Clutching fingers
And landing
     On the ground
To dance about,
     Arm-in –arm
With that breeze
    And a suit
Of sunlight.

Every single photograph has been taken by me and also slightly edited in PS CS4.

Poems are from here:http://browse.deviantart.com/literature/poetry/?q=autumn#/d2brxpi

http://browse.deviantart.com/literature/poetry/?q=autumn#/d12yhgo

My photography.

Who We Are.

“We are art, we are the soul on the page, in the image, in the words, we are expression, we are alive in our work, we are a belief that we can change something, we are hope, we are historians, we are collectors of life. We show, we give, we soul search and are searchers, we are researchers, we are the path we took to get the image, we are the breath we took and had to hold so as not to disturb anything for that one microsecond. We are the pencil lead we put to paper, the oils we put on the brush, the mouse click in graphics and vectors. We are imagination, we are bursting with ideas and frustration in trying to get them out. We are the hunters of the world looking to find inspiration. We are the ones that see something others cant, we are the gateway.”

 

 

I am one of them!

Hello World!!!

Hello everyone! My name is Klaudia and i’m new around here ;))

I’d like you to check out my photography account: http://www.gold-rose.deviantart.com and tell me what you think about my work 🙂 i’m open for any kind of opinion 😛