Tag: Piran

Lens-Artists PC: Happiness is a choice

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Happiness is a choice. “Thought is like a little boat upon the sea,” and you are the storm. Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise. First, thank you to Norm of Thursday Doors fame for the featured photo and one more in today’s gallery. Amore showing … Continue reading Lens-Artists PC: Happiness is a choice

If you pass this door in Piran, Slovenia, you have my permission to draw something. It’s ours.
This is Piran cemetery doors. Do not write on it. It’s pretty.
Now to the united colours of Rome.
A hidden Tiburtina courtyard.
Two Monteverde favourites. I’d love to live behind this one.
Pretty door in good light.
Now over to Ljubljana, Slovenia. It’s full of strong men.
Another National and University Library entrance. I’ve posted the horse-shaped handle yet.
Whereas this is the police station in the centre of Ljubljana. Sister brought here a found phone.
On the way to Rožnik, a popular weekend hangout of Ljubljana natives.
Sis in Ljubljana Botanical Gardens.
The Door of Complaints in Slovenian House Figovec restaurant. No wonder it’s empty. Right: “From juniper to gin.” Bottom: “The hideout of the naughty ones.”
The beauty of a friend.
Žužemberk Castle, one of its many passages.
A fine door of Bolsena.
The first thing I saw at the Mestre bus station near Venice. This is Italy too.
Poetry of another kind in Rome: “Achilles – My heel, which is in love with you, is the most beautiful and strongest part of me.”
Maybe this is what they mean by Multipla: not the most aerodynamic car but it has multiple uses. Rome’s Monteverde.
The last door Norm saw around here. Capalbio Scalo.
Photo by: Norman Frampton, with thanks. In Massa Marittima.

Thursday Doors, 22/11/18: Door soup for Lens-Artists PC

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Look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else. ― Tom Stoppard, “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead” (quotation reblogged from One Million Photographs) It was exactly a month ago that I was forced to combine challenges and today I have to again, even though … Continue reading Thursday Doors, 22/11/18: Door soup for Lens-Artists PC

Gornji trg in Ljubljana in August: compared to what follows the light is gentle but still pretty.
The view from my grandmother’s place in Maribor above the Drava river.
From my first and only sailing trip to Croatia in a previous lifetime.
Piran, the catcher of the last light.
It invites you out to play.
It makes you take a peek.
It opens the doors.
It makes paintings out of not much.
In Lucca there is much to behold. Guinigi Tower with oaks on top.
The last light of that day in Lucca. The sun said: Okay, one more.
In Rome the light is harsher. Trastevere.
Via delle Collonelle.
Park Villa Pamphili in Rome.
Opposite Trastevere.
It doesn’t matter where in Rome you are. You get the light.
Closer to home the light mellows: the view from the archaeological park at Roselle.
The Orbetello lagoon where flamingos come for the winter.
The same lagoon as the light was blocked.
The Capalbio beach out of season.
The Abbey of San Galgano is the light queen and this is my knight.

Lens-Artists: Follow the light

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The more pictures I take, the more it becomes obvious that all I do is follow the light. The best is to catch it before it says good night when they say it’s golden, so I do. This magical gallery starts in Ljubljana, Slovenia, where … Continue reading Lens-Artists: Follow the light

Imagine if the world was only pink.
Or only blue. Pretty but something is missing.
A dog! Well, that too.
Something pinkish this way comes.
That’s more like it.
Just be sure to keep the percentage.
Cin cin to balanced life.
What happens if there is too much balance.

Pic and a Word #157: El pastel

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El Pastel It’s as if the pinks and blues only get to play early in the morning or late in the day. Whoever came up with this gender segregation must be slightly upset every time the sun sets or rises and the colours display how … Continue reading Pic and a Word #157: El pastel

Let’s start with two photos from the Okarina Festival in Bled.
We went to two concerts. These are from the night with Vieux Farka Touré from Mali.
This is what I call well-lit. The National and University Library in Ljubljana.
Piran is constantly well-lit at dusk with competing colours.
Our garden in Ljubljana happy in the rain after a drought. The autumn was coming.
The colours of Ljubljana centre: the Ljubljanica river and the pink church.
I’ve posted this Ljubljana building already but it’s a favourite. Vurnik House, Miklošičeva St.
Two Ljubljana window beauties.
I love this burst of colour.
Lokev Primary School.
A friend in the assortment of oranges.
I often wonder if Piran households get laundry hanging colour code instructions.
Mom’s gifted cousin gifted us (and painted) this painting
The sea in Piran is not always such colour. I think it was after a cooling-down since almost nobody was swimming.
And this was after a downpour. Mom and Piran wear matching outfits.
Socerb Castle, father and cheerful vehicles.
August: Muha Restaurant in Lokev, Slovenia.
Colourful Lokev church that the priest (on the left) opened for us to view.
August: The colours of the past: Fabiani Museum Shop in Lokev with curator Miro.
The return to the Italian colour palette: Porto Ercole. Soon.

Lens-Artists PC: Colours of August 2017

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Another August is going with the wind and with it my last chance to post last year’s August photos for my 2017 Calendar.  My blog is full of colours at any given time. That’s why I was happy when I saw the theme of this … Continue reading Lens-Artists PC: Colours of August 2017

Let’s start in Bežigrad, on the way to the bus stop where I must have walked a million times.
I don’t remember these mirrors though.
I like this poster and the mirror makes me look ultra thin.
Faculty of Arts where I studied English.
My favourite used books shop: Trubar’s Antiquariat.
On Miklošičeva Street lurks the most striking Ljubljana building.
“I must go now.” “Don’t.”
Towards the end of the walk I found this bubble and was ready to blame it for everything that is wrong with this world.
End of Ljubljana. I like to look at windshields as if they were big screens.
Start of Piran. This was the beginning of a glorious sunset.
That same evening: I like this kind of subdued selfies.
A sunset with a boat.
A few days later it rained. Tartini Square.
It was Dolphin Day but none were in sight. I guess they don’t like the rain.
Here the church tower only appears slightly bent…
…whereas this one truly is leaning quite a bit and nobody glorifies it: Črni Kal.
Museum shop Fabiani in Lokev. Selo is a brand name here but it also means “village” in Croatian.
The Tartini Square hosts antique sellers every last Saturday in the month.
Doorfie with mom.
Main stars of this movie are a bit tired.

CFFC: Components of a Photo, week 4

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Since I’ve taken part in all three previous weeks of this challenge, here is week 4 as well. I shall stick to only one of Cee’s components, namely reflection. Here is Cee’s original photo for week 4 of her Fun Foto Challenge, upon which we … Continue reading CFFC: Components of a Photo, week 4

Piran before taking off.
They forgot to stop the passengers at the end of the pier for document-checking. We had to return.
The boat.
Italians in hard-hats. I’d be afraid.
Proof-reading under way.
Trieste through the windows full of salt.
Upside down.
Trieste is pretty. More photos in due time.
The grand canal.
James Joyce and I. (Photo: BM)
Throwback Thursday: winter 2012 when I went to Trieste to fetch amore from the train station for the first time. (Photo: MC)
2015 when we visited the Miramare castle. (Photo: MC)
2018, now. (Photo: BM)
Dad in his element and an optimistic seagull. Now read the poem below.

To Trieste

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Just in time I remembered that I’ve got a poem to write for the A and I Poetry Challenge. Luckily I was in Trieste yesterday where poetry tops the daily news. The challenge tells us to “turn on the radio to any channel. Write a poem … Continue reading To Trieste