tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655515753226772822011-08-10T04:49:06.382-07:00Fotografiile sunt reprezentarea unui egoism placut si care nu poate face rau, reuseste doar sa aduca un zambet pe buzele celor ce isi amintesc de propriul trecut prin ele, de fiecare traire...nicoleta16http://www.blogger.com/profile/13850404721486972489noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765551575322677282.post-50031927640767123842011-03-19T08:04:00.000-07:002011-03-19T13:09:40.869-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3m4V2SucXec/TYTJmRmeejI/AAAAAAAAASU/9x5dNM3xkZ4/s1600/flower5.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3m4V2SucXec/TYTJmRmeejI/AAAAAAAAASU/9x5dNM3xkZ4/s400/flower5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585811097243253298" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p0cOwu9R-sI/TYTJmJZbH9I/AAAAAAAAASM/GEqxQgA4TuU/s1600/DSCN4627.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p0cOwu9R-sI/TYTJmJZbH9I/AAAAAAAAASM/GEqxQgA4TuU/s400/DSCN4627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585811095041023954" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9p13nX8Lvbs/TYTJlgoud4I/AAAAAAAAASE/wRQV4HSCwjA/s1600/DSCN3048.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9p13nX8Lvbs/TYTJlgoud4I/AAAAAAAAASE/wRQV4HSCwjA/s400/DSCN3048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585811084099352450" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8XP5drtH3iw/TYTJlYo93pI/AAAAAAAAAR8/6yyhZrOsC20/s1600/DSCN3031.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8XP5drtH3iw/TYTJlYo93pI/AAAAAAAAAR8/6yyhZrOsC20/s400/DSCN3031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585811081952878226" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Na92jv4PM7c/TYTJlCazpxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qPjK1qHwgWQ/s1600/DSCN3023.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Na92jv4PM7c/TYTJlCazpxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qPjK1qHwgWQ/s400/DSCN3023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585811075987908370" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zTw7jkGdDQw/TYTI4ONFJoI/AAAAAAAAARs/BNaJZzOqIuc/s1600/untitled.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zTw7jkGdDQw/TYTI4ONFJoI/AAAAAAAAARs/BNaJZzOqIuc/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585810306057447042" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/765551575322677282-5003192764076712384?l=nicoletac-fotograf.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nicoleta16http://www.blogger.com/profile/13850404721486972489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765551575322677282.post-13568526378417873612011-01-29T23:56:00.000-08:002011-03-18T10:21:58.224-07:00Nu stiu ce m-a tinut deoparte de blogul meu poate mult prea multe evenimente, poate doar lipsa de motivare .... <br />Tot ce stiu e ca nu mai pot sta deoparte se intampla prea multe si toate ne impiedica chiar si sa mai avem o fericire boema... sa iesim in oras, sa ne distram... si chiar daca facem asta parca fiecare chip cu zambet pe care il vad in jurul meu e o masca... nimeni nu e fericit intru totul. Stiu ca fericirea adevarata e scurta dar mai stiu si ca ar trebui sa avem toti parte de ea, ce se intampla in jurul nostru este mult prea ignorat, si nu spun ca este ignorat de x si de y ci de noi toti.<br />Mi-au ramas de curand niste versuri in minte si daca le traduc ar fi cam asa "multi spun ca bani fac lumea sa se miste, dar ti s-a intamplat vreodata sa iti fie atat de foame incat sa nu poti dormi" ... poate ca nu au rima in romana dar sigur au un sens .... grija ne tine uneori mai treji decat orice bucurie.<br />Cateva cuvinte ratacite pe blogul meu poate necitit de multi stiu ca nu inseamna nimic... dar daca am strange cate un cuvant, un regret, un oftat, putina furie ... oricare sentiment ce ne macina stranse intr-un strigat puternic transmis de noi toti poate am reusi sa schimbam ceva.<br />Cuvintele poate sunt insuficiente ca sa ne schimbam sau sa schimbam ceva, dar poate ca daca tinem in noi tot ce simtim nu o sa realizam niciodata ca nepasarea cu care traim zilnic, ca fiecare jicnire pe care o revarsam catre necunoscuti, fiecare imbranceala de la cozi sau din autobuz, fiecare hartie aruncata aiurea pe drum, fiecare reflex egoist... nu se revarsa decat in noi ca o boala crunta, ca un rau iminent....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/765551575322677282-1356852637841787361?l=nicoletac-fotograf.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nicoleta16http://www.blogger.com/profile/13850404721486972489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765551575322677282.post-59773415354021240492009-09-10T11:30:00.000-07:002009-09-10T11:55:35.095-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tMHq-XJmq_0/SqlGvLYbBiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0-hmTkjacEM/s1600-h/DSC04097.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tMHq-XJmq_0/SqlGvLYbBiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0-hmTkjacEM/s320/DSC04097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379909006193788450" /></a><br />Intr-o floare sta cel mai frumos sentiment pe care il poti intalni pe lumea asta... dupa mine, floarea este simbolul vietii ce il regaseste la inceputul zilei, ca un zambet de copil.... o floare un semn de sinceritate!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/765551575322677282-5977341535402124049?l=nicoletac-fotograf.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nicoleta16http://www.blogger.com/profile/13850404721486972489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765551575322677282.post-60775038298779287232009-07-30T11:47:00.000-07:002009-07-30T11:57:57.213-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tMHq-XJmq_0/SnHs_fdsVZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/P5yYVpAhaMw/s1600-h/DSC04187.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tMHq-XJmq_0/SnHs_fdsVZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/P5yYVpAhaMw/s320/DSC04187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364329206696924562" /></a><br />Titlul poate va inspira o greseala ce va zgarie pe ureche...cand am intalnit aceasta vietate ma gandeam ca inainte m-as fi uitat cu scarba la ia... acum ma uit cu admiratie si ma gandesc ca am devenit ca un colectionar de fluturi care isi pastreaza admiratia dupa un geam de sticla ce acopera operele de arta pe care le-a prins... asa am facut si eu simt ca am prins o opera de arta in spatele obiectivului...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/765551575322677282-6077503829877928723?l=nicoletac-fotograf.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nicoleta16http://www.blogger.com/profile/13850404721486972489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765551575322677282.post-90187023610982415652009-07-28T09:45:00.000-07:002009-07-28T09:58:57.366-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tMHq-XJmq_0/Sm8uSXJ3l1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/YRdwD5kP9Pk/s1600-h/DSC04195.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tMHq-XJmq_0/Sm8uSXJ3l1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/YRdwD5kP9Pk/s320/DSC04195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363556574209480530" /></a><br />A fotografia nu inseamna doar a prinde o imagine din realitate, in spatele imagini stau povestile, trairile, sentimentele... Atunci cand faci o fotografie te gandesti fara sa vrei la ce insemna momentul ala pentru tine... fotograful e cel mai egoist dintre toti cei ce participa la acel moment, el e cel care alege ce zambete vrea sa surpinda, ce momente nu vrea sa uite.<br />Fotografie indiferent de cine e facuta, cum sau cu ce aparat e o opera de arta daca este facuta cu sufletul...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/765551575322677282-9018702361098241565?l=nicoletac-fotograf.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nicoleta16http://www.blogger.com/profile/13850404721486972489noreply@blogger.com1