Taken with simple compact camera Minolta F10 Focus Free. Now I understand why they called it Focus Free. There is no focus at all. The Focus is out there.
Went out for a photo hunt today and visited places were I never been before - this one was taken in one of the block houses district. And then I went to a doctor to test my blood.
244 books. I’m moving from the first floor of my house to the second and have some big plans reorganizing everything there. First of all I have to do something with these books. I should go trough stocktaking (inventory) - some will stay in home library and some will go away. I will try to inform you about my other plans with “before-after” pictures, including - redesign of cupboard, shelves, drawers and even walls. Oh and talking about re-reorganization - I changed the look of this blog a bit with added functionality - click on any photo to make it even bigger and browse all seven of these.
Happy Easter!
Some dedicated shooting - girls hiding and reading. As idea was quite strong, but the implementation - weaker. Combined with another idea - and here we have hidden eyes. More of this (5 photos) - Facebook gallery.
By the way happy freedom and independence ;) “If you want to be free, there is but one way; it is to guarantee an equally full measure of liberty to all your neighbors. There is no other.” Carl Shurz
Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother
Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother
Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh father
Not about to see your light
But if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its like
Till your bleeding
Danzig - mother
Visiting my grandma at Abromiškių sanatorium.
666th song in my winamp playlist.
You’re a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you’re back is the latest trend
I don’t see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body’s swinging from side to side
I don’t see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don’t see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can’t, you forgive me?
The Moldy Peaches - Anyone Else But You
Neringa came over my place tonight. Oh, my parents were away and me, Neringa and my sis wathed horror movie - Shutter. Not that american version but that real one - Thai 2004, I think. Trailer of Shutter here [youtube].
only see it on tv
read it in the magazines
celebrities that want sympathy
all they do is piss and moan
inside the rolling stone
talking about how hard life can be
Id like to see them spend the week
livin life out on the street
I dont think they would survive
but they could spend a day or two
walking in someone elses shoes
I think they’d stumble and they’d fall
they would fall
Fall
Good Charlotte - Lifestyles Of The Rich & Famous
Today we had national scholar film festival - REC’2008
Lyrics week.
Go on and close the curtains
cause all we need is candle light
You and me and a bottle of wine
going to hold you tonight
Well we know I’m going away
and how I wish, I wish it weren’t so
So take this wine and drink with me
let’s delay our misery
Save tonight
and fight the break of dawn
Come tomorrow
tomorrow I’ll be gone
Eagle Eyed Cherry - Save Tonight
Lyrics week.
Another ringer with the slick trigger finger
For Her Majesty
Another one with the golden tongue
Poisoning your fantasy
Another bill from a killer
Turned a thriller to a tragedy
A door left open
A woman walking by
A drop in the water
A look in the eye
A phone on the table
A man on your side
Oh, someone that you think that you can trust
Is just
Another way to die
Alicia Keys & Jack White - Another Way To Die
[Rehearsal for REC2008 - International sholar film festival]
Lyrics week.
Mr. Nobody. Real life, fake lotus.
Break focus. Way too normal to take notice.
Women and rage. Sugar, salt, cinnamon, sage.
The city throbs. Endless shitty jobs and minimum wage.
It’s nonsense. Flashy patterns, polka dots and gold checkers
Cold efforts. Avid collector of old records.
Mostly poor. Little things you have to look closely for.
I hate kids and standing in line at the grocery store.
I’m divorced. Exile enforced. New fears
A few beers. I haven’t had sex in over two years.
I’ve tried to trust. It’s useless. I wallow in my disgust.
Why discuss it? No car, I ride the bus.
Steel doesn’t decide to rust it just does.
Words written out with your finger where the dust was.
Clichי. He-say she-say. So funny
Forgot to laugh. Go study. Call me Mr. Nobody.
BUCK 65 - Mr. Nobody