give me a pose honey, I will save you!

“Ester asked why people are sad.
“That’s simple,” says the old man. “They are the prisoners of their personal history. Everyone believes that the main aim in life is to follow a plan. They never ask if that plan is theirs or if it was created by another person. They accumulate experiences, memories, things, other people’s ideas, and it is more than they can possibly cope with. And that is why they forget their dreams.” Paulo Coelho, The Zahir

I realized that, in a while, the excitement of taking photo is turning to the blues of history. The things behind us, the places had been, the moments lived, the gazes crossed, lights flowed… Still life of our life. “For me the noise of Time is not sad: I love bells, clocks, watches — and I recall that at first photographic implements were related to techniques of cabinet making and the machinery of precision: cameras, in short, were clocks for seeing, and perhaps in me someone very old still hears in the photographic mechanism the living sound of the wood.” Roland Barthes, Camera Lucida: Reflections on Photography
Photo is the memory of a sunny, happy and timeless day passed by walking on the streets of Galata.
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