A few years ago I've came across this poem which really impressed me. It was in Solaris, though it probably was an odd combination. But I shall not bother the reader with any futile explanations, as the poem speaks very well by itself.

A different kind of flower, or so it seems. It's not the dry one that shines with purity, rather the soggy, heavy and weary one. But with all this, it still holds onto its vivid colours with dignity.

As I was looking for a quote to accompany the photo, I became obsessed with the words "void", "zero". It was supposed to be something like - all of us have dreams, ambitions and desires - but what happens when they are fulfilled?

I was thinking about buying a remote control for my Canon 350D in order to be able to experiment more with long exposures. Of course, the camera's build in shutter timer is very helpful, but it gets quite annoying to wait 10s for each shot. Canon offers an official shutter release cable (Canon RS-60E3) which looks quite good, but besides the price it also comes with a very short cable.

I'm not a huge fan of self-portraits, but while browsing some old photographs, I've came across this one. It was taken around February 2007, when I was experimenting a bit with a Zenit 11. It's quite the classic shot, I've seen dozens of these on Flickr, yet they're always interesting - it's the same scene, but a different person or camera.

A wrinkled man, with a funny hat and long beard, shouts - "Step in, don't be afraid - the first ride is always free." Rising his eyes in attention, the boy runs to the man and demands a free ride.

"The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness."
~ Vladimir Nabokov

Sometimes the only way to move forward is to break with the past; to lose a part of yourself and go forward. This is when One becomes Two, but I'd rather not see it as the magic "two" - let's call it, the anti-magic one. Unstable and unpredictable, the two pieces float freely, craving to find a new direction.

It's very easy to let the past shadow the present. Sometimes, it comes as an illusion, under the mask of pleasant memories; the ones that bring a smile and seem to last forever. But when you wake up, you find yourself chained down and unable to move forward.

"Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see."
~ Martin Luther King Jr.

The little things are the ones that matter most, at least this is what I was thinking about a few days ago.