tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51935222763519474312011-09-21T02:53:02.014-04:00How do we find the courage to be true to ourselves - even if we are unsure of who we are?Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-81474450765104751602008-12-23T11:05:00.003-05:002008-12-23T11:10:34.647-05:00

Life is never about how the others see us, but about how we see ourselves reflected in the other people's eyes. And we can change that reflection every time we look another person in the eyes. The problem is that most of the times, we don't even look people in the eyes, we focus on an area on their face, body, surrounding, and most of the times we're reluctant to look people in the eyes. We're

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-28869848190730781432008-12-20T20:26:00.003-05:002008-12-22T17:31:48.730-05:00

me (waking up after having fallen asleep during the movie...nothing new there):how was the ending of the movie?r: strangeme: why?r: because all the people were emotionally unstableme: ok, I'm going to go be emotionally asleep, then.(the movie was Margot at the Wedding)

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-3453701876245871402008-06-27T15:46:00.006-04:002008-06-27T20:14:50.091-04:00

We live in a continuous fight, a constant struggle to get what we want, when we want it and especially how we want it. Most of the times, we fight so hard that we end up destroying our wish. The other times we don't appreciate it as much when we get it. If you think about it, none of our wishes come true exactly when and how we want them. So maybe we don't wish for things, but we get a glimpse of

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-40654390365814815382008-06-24T22:56:00.010-04:002008-06-27T17:41:13.442-04:00

Or is it? The people in Rocinha have probably the best view of the ocean, so do the people from Babilonia. But at the same time they still live in brick houses, sometimes without plumming or running water, having to go down to the city every time they need to buy something and then carry it back up the narrow stairs that form the link between them and the rest of the world. They look at the ocean

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-6841019084940709422008-06-22T17:45:00.007-04:002008-06-22T21:09:34.165-04:00

Saraha, a place in Rio de Janeiro, a few blocks from the Center, where you can actually buy anything you can ever imagine. Just imagine a giant bazaar, that surrounds you at everystep and opens new paths every second. The most amazing thing is that when you can actually pull yourself away from watching all that's being offered to you, you realize that above the stores something amazing was

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-71746017837298252642008-06-21T08:40:00.004-04:002008-06-22T21:09:34.165-04:00

Last night we went to Lapa. My first Friday night in Lapa since I've been to Brazil (2 weeks). I have no idea why I waited for such a long time and why I only went on the 3rd Friday, but it was totally worth it. Or maybe the 3rd time was the charm. Who knows? Starting with the roller coaster bus ride and ending with the cab ride back as Neesha was taking photos and repeating that the sun is up.

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-63442954148177581452008-06-20T18:37:00.007-04:002008-06-22T22:30:19.205-04:00

One of my all time best friends told me that he's still looking for a place to fall in love with and remain there for the rest of his life. Do we actually feel the same about places, as we do about people? I moved to NY because I was sure that NY was my One, The One. And it was totally love at first sight. It was probably the city I was meant to be born in, but somehow God got distracted and sent

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-20288538460470113352008-03-03T21:21:00.002-05:002008-03-03T21:37:55.245-05:00

Somebody asked me today: Why do we always have to work so hard to make something happen, why doesn't it just happen? It got me thinking...every time we wish for something and that wish is granted, it always comes with some strings attached, we always have to make a tough choice, to give something up, to choose between our dream (the one that we prayed would happen) and something else. Why isn't a

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-72674743110015303672007-12-11T10:12:00.000-05:002007-12-11T11:05:16.202-05:00

A mix of colors floating on the river, terraces, music, people, but nothing as beautiful as the dusk light. It was as if I was gazing at a painting, but at the same time I was part of the painting. The light was decomposing in all the shades of red and orange that could ever exist. I even tried to imagine how my camera would try to reduce all these shades to the common RGB and then try to

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-21464918006900730672007-11-20T23:57:00.000-05:002007-11-26T09:04:53.341-05:00

I've seen the movie before, I even remembered most of the action, I even remembered it when we were discussing the "white supremacy" in the Media Theory class, but what I did not remember is the way images work together in creating a story. The extreme close-ups in slow motion seem to express more that any lines could. Although the story is very powerful, this time, I tried to focus more on the

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-4558234953767404992007-11-08T14:55:00.000-05:002007-11-08T15:48:10.364-05:00

Cei care nu stiu, ar putea spune nimic, scoala e la fel peste tot; nu conteaza profesorul, conteaza sa vrei sa inveti. Eu vin sa contrazic asta. Menirea profesorului nu e sa-ti bage pe gat informatie pe care tu sa o inveti avid pentru examen si apoi sa o uiti la fel de repede cum ai invatat-o (adica intr-o noapte). In plus, proful trebuie sa te ajute sa inveti, nu doar sa-ti serveasca pe

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-75216661646033525202007-11-08T11:47:00.000-05:002007-11-08T15:33:33.212-05:00

Indeed I had the rare opportunity to meet one of the judges that tried Saddam - Saeed al Hammash held a conference at my school. I was expecting a very tough and harsh man, because I was thinking that you would have to be like that in order to sentence a man to death. I'm not saying that Saddam did not deserve the capital punishment, I'm just saying that if it were up to me to make that

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-50286322388987601982007-11-05T13:22:00.000-05:002007-11-21T01:11:52.989-05:00

You'd think it's just a museum...Ok, so it's called The Metropolitan Museum of Art, so the building looks really big and impressive, but when you go inside, you feel as if you've entered a labyrinth of history where you can just cruise through time. I didn't get a change to see all the collections as the museum is not open 24 hours, but I got to see the Egyptian Art & Medieval History, the

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-75890591479468018022007-10-15T19:46:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:25:15.615-05:00

Today I forgot my iPod at home. Not that I cannot live without it, but somehow, the long ride on the subway doesn't seem that long when I have it with me. Union Square is just an episode from Friends or Sex and The City away from Elmhurst. But today the ride seemed so much longer. I didn't even have a book with me. Usually I have a book and my iPod so that when I read the book, I can still listen

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-62249972965202991372007-10-15T15:09:00.000-04:002007-11-21T01:38:21.619-05:00

Sometimes, you only realize perfection when you look at the details. I saw the cars at Americana Manhasset, they were all beautiful, no doubt about it, but their perfection resided more in the incredible details. That is what makes the difference between just a car and THE car.Because detailz matter!

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-11225721648090467022007-10-15T10:46:00.000-04:002007-11-08T15:35:15.258-05:00

Weekendul acesta am avut primul first encounter cu comunitatea de romani din NY. Mi-ar fi placut sa fi putut spune acum ce oameni minunati suntem cu totii si ce bine ne intelegem chiar si (sau mai ales) peste hotare...Ne-am dus la o biserica romaneasca din Queens. Am ales-o doar pentru ca era cel mai aproape de noi. Daca as fi stiut cum urma sa fim primiti, n-as mai fi luat in considerare

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-49624267256428634402007-09-17T14:47:00.000-04:002007-11-21T01:11:52.989-05:00

Just imagine a place where you can see the newest Corvette, but at the same time Rolls Royces from the 1930s, the legendary Duesenberg, a car that looks like a carriage and a lot o people. People that have one thing in common. They just love cars. Old, new, it doesn't matter. What impressed me the most was being so close to such old cars. Some of them are not even made today, some of them are the

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-22790669485945398602007-09-13T16:29:00.000-04:002007-12-06T17:08:25.730-05:00

In NYC you can find art everywhere you turn you head. Even if it's on a huge trash can at the subway. I don't remember what station it was, but I know it's somewhere in the East Village. Why I like this? Because it's so New York. You take a sheet of paper and some markers and all of the sudden you have a poster that can be hung in a subway station. It doesn't take that much to be an artist, if

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-59632685965564377302007-09-11T22:05:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:27:23.565-05:00

It's been 6 years. Six years ago the life of an entire continent changed forever. I remember I was at my parents house in Craiova, Romania watching a soap opera. I usually don't watch soap operas, but that summer me and one of my best friends decided to watch "The Young and the Restless" just to see how stupid and illogical the action could get. At one point the soap opera got interrupted...

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-48017473160850856522007-09-11T01:41:00.000-04:002007-11-21T01:11:52.990-05:00

A few days ago I had the opportunity to go to a fashion show during the NY Fashion Week. Needless to say that the place was crowded with a zillion of photographers, camera men, but also extremely beautiful women. The type of women that any regular person envies, not because they all looked so gorgeous, but because models always have an aura around them when they are on the runway. Of course, it's

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-8880073809016016172007-09-11T01:29:00.001-04:002007-11-21T01:11:52.990-05:00

New York is in itself an exhibition because anywhere you go, there are people trying to express art in ways maybe you didn't even imagine. Whether it's graffiti on the warehouses or a painting gallery, or maybe just a child that buids sandcastles in Coney Island. When I came to New York, I realized that this is the kind of city where it's worth to have a camera always with you. There is always

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-88141374466965837942007-08-16T10:39:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:31:12.529-05:00

1. Manhattan-ul cu strazile lungi, cladirile inalte, apartamentele cu vedere la Central Park sau la oricare alt parc2. Central Park - e ca o padure in mijlocul insulei unde se plimba liber veverite si pasari de tot felul, unde oamenii sunt relaxati, alearga, isi iau pranzul pe iarba, unde e wireless free, ca de altfel in toate parcurile din Manhattan (sau aproape toate)3. Bryant Park - o oaza de

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-4107283897507761082007-08-03T03:18:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:31:50.112-05:00

Evident ca sunt si motive pentru care esti trist. Esti trist pentru toate lucrurile pe care le lasi in urma, pentru toti prietenii pe care n-o sa-i mai vezi atat de des, pentru tot ce inseamna viata pe care o lasi in urma. E trist pentru ca e greu sa te rupi de lucrurile dragi, de oamenii dragi si chiar daca stii ca prietenii adevarati iti vor ramane mereu prieteni, tot te doare ca ii lasi aici.

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-33990351859834824482007-08-03T02:53:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:32:12.073-05:00

Copiind ideea de la un prieten am hotarit sa scriu si eu despre avantajele si dezavantajele unei plecari. Ideea ar fi cam asa: atunci cand pleci undeva departe unde nu te stie aproape nimeni, ai sansa s-o iei de la capat, sa te reinventezi cu totul, sa fii exact asa cum ti-ai dorit mereu sa fii, dar din diverse motive (mediul in care traiesti, prieteni, cunostinte, lipsa de curaj) n-ai fost

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-64491738980561039242007-08-02T12:51:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:32:19.106-05:00

Tocmai am terminat de vazut Angels in America (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0318997/), multumesc M pentru recomandare, genial filmul. Sunt 6 parti pe care merita sa la vedeti, le recomand din tot sufletul pentru deznadejdea, optimismul si determinarea umana portretizate. Am avut senzatia ca filmul a fost facut pentru oameni ca mine, care orice s-ar intampla tin cu dintii de fericirea si de viata

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-15945793013891030562007-07-20T11:55:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:32:32.239-05:00

cand esti in concediu, stii ca trebuie sa profiti de el, trebuie sa mergi undeva, sa faci ceva, sa simti ca a meritat sa lucrezi mai mult inainte si dupa. insa cand pleci cu totul de la un job, in pauza dintre ce a fost si ce urmeaza, nu simti nevoia sa faci nimic. nu ai senzatia ca daca azi n-ai facut X, atunci ai pierdut o zi de concediu, de la serviciu nu te mai suna nimeni, asa cum se

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-15455893466912426262007-07-19T18:15:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:33:42.006-05:00

Iubesc Bucurestiul pentru noptile racoroase de vara in care te poti plimba de nebun prin parcuri, noptile pe care iti doresti sa le pierzi aiurea pe la terase, cand ai impresia ca nici ziua si nici noaptea nu sunt destul de lungi pentru reveriile tale. Iubesc Bucurestiul noaptea pentru ca nu imi ia 1 ora sa merg cu masina de acasa pana in centru, pentru ca pot zice oricand: "ne vedem in 20 de

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-43216348524084500692007-07-18T07:19:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:33:51.343-05:00

Probabil ca asta a fost chiar prima data cand am resimtit foarte puternic acest lucru. am avut multe momente in viata in care i-am multumit lui Dumnezeu ca exista, dar in acest moment cred ca am resimtit cea mai mare incarcatura emotionala. Aseara cand ma intorceam de la concert, bucuroasa ca am avut ocazia sa-i vad pe Rolling Stones live in incarcata de energia pozitiva insuflata de concert am

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-57075409339901072802007-07-18T03:31:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:34:05.935-05:00

pentru prima data nu stiu exact cum sa incep acest post. daca spun ca Rolling Stones au fost geniali, mi se pare ca spun prea putin. sincer vorbind, I felt lucky to be alive ieri seara din 2 motive, iar unul dintre acele motive a fost concertul Rolling Stones. dupa ce cateva luni n-am facut altceva decat spoturi si promo-uri de tot felul, am ajuns si pe stadion. evident cu ceva timp inainte de a

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-20434284815202962942007-07-16T10:01:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:34:15.415-05:00

adicatelea s-a postat anunt pentru jobul meu (http://www.myjob.ro/anunturi/140501/producator.html). M-am simtit importanta cand am citit cate lucruri trebuie sa faca cel care ma va inlocui. adica, evident, si eu faceam toate lucrurile alea in agetie, dar parca nu-mi pareau nici asa de multe si nici asa de complicate cum mi-au parut cand le-am citit pe site. mi-am adus aminte de momentul cand mi

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-79958510289101676252007-07-16T03:48:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:34:28.744-05:00

fiind prima zi lucratoare in care eu nu lucrez, evident ca trebuie sa lenevesc :). nu ca n-as fi facut asta tot weekendul, dar weekendul e weekend, e altceva. in weekend am stat si m-am uitat la filme, la unele noi dar si unele pe care le-am mai vazut si care m-au impresionat foarte mult. parca vad ca azi declar zi de leneveala si apoi incep sa fac o tona de lucruri pentru ca, evident, trebuie sa

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-676053811471004602007-07-12T12:24:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:34:47.906-05:00

azi sunt usor trista si melancolica pentru ca maine voi pleca pentru ultima data din acest birou din care scriu acum, voi fi pentru ultima oara Lavinia, producatorul de la McCann sau Piticu' sau Tzurtzurel sau Vanilia... Las in urma multi oameni care au ajuns sa-mi fie dragi, las mai mult de 2 ani din viata mea aici, in aceasta cladire veche si usor neingrijita, las strigate de bucurie si

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-66892198378511956632007-07-11T10:56:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:34:56.704-05:00

aseara am ajuns eu super devreme si super linistita acasa, m-am rasfatzat cu inghetata si apoi am coborit din bloc pentru ca urma sa ma vad cu o prietena. dar surpriza, cineva foarte binevoitor si incapabil de a realiza o parcare laterala, mi-a lasat cadou pe aripa stanga fata o zgarietura generoasa. evident, nu s-a obosit sa lase nici macar un bilet cu un numar de telefon in geam, doar a plecat

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-56023762687324246012007-07-09T16:49:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:35:37.279-05:00

azi a fost o zi cu un potential aparent bun. a inceput cu o trezire la 5.30 si apoi cu un drum relativ aglomerat dinspre moeciu spre bucuresti. frig afara, cald in masina, un soare orbitor si tot asa...si eu si ilinca eram bine-dispuse, chiar daca ne trezisem devreme. la intrare in bucuresti a inceput sa se strice ziua: trafic nasol, oameni care se injurau...parca intrasem in alta lume. ziua insa

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-68352064354438783652007-07-07T13:24:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:35:45.881-05:00

aseara la un moment dat inainte sa adorm ma gandeam la ceva ce mi-a spus o prietena. mi-a spus ca eu vad lucrurile altfel pentru ca sunt o optimista convinsa. in prima faza am crezut ca asta e ceva de bine, dar, de fapt ea imi spunea ca fiind atat de optimista nu vad lucrurile asa cum sunt ele in realitate. sincer vorbind, m-am cam intristat, pentru ca vreau sa cred ca am un optimism realist, nu

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193522276351947431.post-23363850238012103132007-07-07T05:42:00.000-04:002007-11-08T12:37:54.069-05:00

nu stiu cum, dar am reusit sa fac sa nu mai mearga ical de nici un fel. am cautat prin toate helpurile lui apple si se pare ca sunt prima persoana cu aceasta problema :(. am sunat un prieten care mi-a spus eternul "DA-I UN RESTART !" care ma scoate din minti de fiecare data cand il aud. e ca si cum asta e solutia pentru tot. nu zic ca nu e o solutie, in multe dintre cazuri, dar parca e raspunsul

Lavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12621864587142154795noreply@blogger.com1