day nine
half of Wednesday spent on a beach in Durrës
“Teddy Takes a Holiday” ― 3/90
This bear cookie was a gift for my birthday. Today I decided to finally take it out of its box before it’s gotten stale. Unfortunately for the bear I wasn’t gentle enough and broke its head. Oh well.
this day a year ago this this this was supposed to be 3/90
― 2/90 ―
Ran around town with my paper, failed to hand it in because no one was there.
As a result the only pictures I took today were of the raindrops on the bus window.
1/90
(…) days of summer II
june 1st 2012 - …
To hell with it! I think it’s gonna be quite fun. I’ll be anxious and frustrated the first month because of the exams and the countless essays I have to write. And then… I don’t even know what will happen after. Maybe I’ll get a job. Or a haircut. Or I’ll go traveling. Or everything of the above.
So last year i did (90) days of summer. The idea of it was to capture the spirit of the season by taking a picture every day. Which, by the way, I almost managed to accomplish, it’s only that I did it for myself and just a small portion of it was made public. But this time I’ll be posting it.
I won’t be tagging anything yet cause i don’t know how long I will last. 90 days? Sixty? 30? Or maybe I’ll be excited enough to turn it in a 365! It’s a commitment enough and you know how that never works out for me. Also the project itself needs a new name and I haven’t settled on anything original enough so far.
Well, enough chit-chat, let’s talk in pictures!
day seven
A walk back home from the market. Wonder what this place looks like now.
day six
Tirana. Just how can you live where you don’t have the view of the mountains?
If I wanna sit on the window with my legs hanging out, I will. And no one will stop me.
“24 hours”
And I’m in again!
Sending these to the USA, Germany, China, Ukraine, the UK and the Netherlands
Silly dreams. I was looking up a director named Donald “Don” Corleone (yes, it’s already funny) but instead I kept finding the information about his younger and far less known brother Pous Corleone. Pous. As in Πους. What kinda name is that?!
So we were out on a shoot. We were given a single task which was to come up with a theme for taking pictures and follow it till the end. This was me chasing numbers and accidentally changing the direction. Quite literally.
(Source: sanjerra)
this day a year ago the city celebrated its birthday.
So did we.
Oh my, it is that time of the year when everybody is talking about Eurovision and I don’t have the faintest who is even on that bloody show.
