Reykjavik, in January, is like Bucharest, art events wise. That is, lots of exhibitions, art openings, art-related events, conferences and concerts. Well, maybe not so many as in Bucharest, but the size

From the six rooms of the Listasafn Arnesinga (LA) museum and community center in Hveragerði, people suddenly gathered in the central hall. The opening of the exhibition became so softly, or should I say,

It was utterly magical for me to have my first days in Iceland around the 6th of January and to be in Reykjavik on Epiphany day. In fact, it is the evening that is important, but being there also during

Did I ever tell you I am a film person? No? Really? Well, I am a film person, and not a theater person. And this is why... .... I got out from the Girl in the Rainbow show almost running. I had two reasons,

I was standing there, in the University Square, with the world’s embarrassment on my face. They were six, they were naked and painted over the whole body – the brightest and shiniest of improbable colors,

It happened to me in a museum – to think about waste of materials, instead of the meaning incorporated in the work of art. Should it be something else than food, I may not have reacted that way, connecting

Each year, while at the seaside, doing our nocturnal walks on the beach, we encounter at least one herd of young people – highschoolers, it seems, in their summer camp offered by the City of Bucharest

Și chiar cînd începi să crezi că un loc aparține mai mult trecutului, depozitar al unor nostalgii de tinerețe și-atît, afli că e posibil să te înșeli cum nu se poate mai tare. Pentru că locurile sînt pentru

I only had 8 hours to see Copenhagen (København) and, eventually, fall inlove with it. Here are some glimpses of this fantastatic city, as I discovered it while roaming on its street. First, I've seen

Aarhus vs. Copenhagen

In arts, as in life, we praise symmetry for obvious reasons. But in photography, as a hasty traveller, you can rarely obtain that perfect symmetry Barthes was confining within the punctum theory of

is a glimpse of a boy jumping up and down on a trampoline.

It's not the height, it's not the fear, it's just that tiny square of secured glass that lets you see through and allows your imagination have you sandwiched with the person underneath. Each time.

The bag lady comes and goes, her life is in her bags, all the dirty little secrets and all... When I was a teenager, I've read a short story about a woman, most likely a Dane, who wandered from bar to

There's no metaphor stronger than that, for the sanctuary we live in, shielded but, in fact, well caged - because the sanctuaries are not only protecting us from nature and all kinds of shortages, but

Lots of people don't have space for garden. So I think how to made or find a little space where we can grow our vegetables and I find a windows. There are window sill where we can put pots with flowers

In the shops' windows, beauty is frozen in time and space.

This film follows with the tradition of many Korean films, pushing the limits of decency in certain parts while really making you think about what is important in life. Minus a few of the very disturbing

Sometimes I am that backpack, waiting, amorphous, in the midst of so many bows and arrows, waiting to be aimed at and hurt - but in fact, being shielded by them.