Showing posts with label Bucharest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bucharest. Show all posts

December 13, 2011

V is for Vandalism

Vandalism can be simply defined as "willful or malicious destruction of public or private property." Few would argue that smashing windows or burning cars is criminal behavior, no less than trespassing or burglary, subject to prosecution and punishment.

Yet when it comes to graffiti - writing or drawings scribbled, scratched, or sprayed illicitly on a wall or other surface in a public place - a debate has raged for centuries.

Bucharest, 2011

On one end of the spectrum are those who argue that graffiti can be an artful expression of rebellion, an acceptable form of individual, political or social commentary by the powerless and marginalized.


Hardliners on the other end firmly believe that graffiti, totally unlike commissioned or requested wall/public art (like yesterday's post), is an unwelcome sign of anarchy, a loathsome act of disrespect for property, a crime, and certainly never to be called art.


What do you think? Can we discuss artistic or social merit when looking at the graffiti in these photos I took in Bucharest earlier this year? Is there a middle-of-the-spectrum position? Or is it all merely vandalism, period?


Of course graffiti filled spaces are nothing unique to Bucharest. Still I see more of it throughout Europe than in North America, and even less in Asia.

What role does culture play in the acceptance or tolerance of graffiti? I don't know; I'm asking.

(Ne Travaillez Jamais = Never Work)

Municipalities and businesses bear significant costs to clean up graffiti (when they can afford to do so at all). So I wonder whether it would do any good to provide clean and accessible walls for people to come and express themselves (sort of like the ill-fated Democracy Wall in Beijing in 1978)? Or is the illicitness of the vandalism an intrinsic part of the message? Again, just asking.

(La Vie Est Ailleurs = Life Is Elsewhere)

I'm linking with the blogging communities at Our World Tuesday and ABC Wednesday with the letter V.

December 1, 2011

Concrete Fence with Roses

Bucharest, 2011

Found this intricate concrete fence with roses in full bloom on a walk in Bucharest earlier this year. [Details better seen enlarged.]

That feels like a long time ago already. 

Linking with a new meme I just found, Friday Fences. Go take a look at other interesting fences from around the world.

August 25, 2011

S is for School

When times are tough, the first things we go without are those we deem non-basics or luxuries. This goes for government budgets, too. Yet I find it incomprehensible and sad that we consider art and cultural programs, including art and music education for our youth in schools, among the dispensable, especially while the war machines are kept humming at full tilt. This value system does not speak well of us as civilized humans.

I am guessing that this once-handsome music school in Bucharest too had its funding slashed.


 Bucharest, 2011

The signs posted in front of the school show there is still a lively interest in a range of music in the city.

Posting for S at Alphabe-Thursday and Signs, Signs.

August 19, 2011

[SkyWatch] Vivid Rooftop Skies

Indulge me once more as I share these two skies taken a few months ago. They are as vividly awesome today as they were then.


Bucharest, 2011

My post today is dedicated to Klaus Peter, nature photographer and owner of the wildly popular meme SkyWatch Friday, where he and sky watchers from around the world share their love of the skies. Klaus is with us no more.
"Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don't know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It's that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don't know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."
                               ~ Paul Bowles (The Sheltering Sky) 

August 13, 2011

Face of an Angel

Bucharest, 2011

Top part of a caryatid on a dilapidated building in Bucharest.

Linking with Weekend in Black and White.

July 30, 2011

How Much for This Trinket?

My honey and I have spent the better part of the last few weeks packing and moving house. And while neither of us are much into shopping, it shocks me how many knickknacks and doodads we've still managed to accumulate over the years. We could set up our own flea market, I kid you not.

This is a photo of a woman in a mirror I took a few months ago at a flea market in Bucharest. For Weekend Reflections and Weekend in Black and White.

Bucharest, 2011

Tonight will be our first sleep in our new home.

July 14, 2011

M is for Metal Memorial

There are many roadside memorials in the Balkan region. I spotted this metal cross on a meander in Bucharest, but I found more of them in the countryside than in urban centers.

Bucharest, 2011

This is a mournful memorial for a mother (31) and child (6) who I'd surmise met a mortal motor car mishap together on this spot on November 20, 2005. 



Memorials like this make me pause and reflect how fragile and unpredictable life is. And reminds me to carpe diem. 

I've seen them in other regions of the world, too. Do you see any in your neighborhood? 

In recent years, these kinds of public shrines are meeting a measure of opposition and have sparked mainstream media debates. Want to share your musing on this matter?

M is the letter at Alphabe-Thursday. Many more M mentions may be found there.

They are also placed as a warning sign for drivers to stay alert and drive carefully. So I join Signs, Signs, too.

June 29, 2011

X is for Xtreme Sport

"Look ma, no hands!

Also known as a parent's nightmare.


In Skatepark Herăstrău, girls and boys of all ages xhibit their daring and skills on bikes, rollerblades and skateboards.





Bucharest, 2011

I appreciate their spunk and daredevilry. I was like this as a kid, too, in my own way. (You're not surprised, are you?) I believe this youthful fearlessness helps to develop balance and independence. But I must admit I was happy I didn't witness anyone bleed.

If you are curious to see the kids in action, I found this 3:40 minute video on YouTube. It also shows you where on our globe the park is located.

Now for a seriously jaw-dropping piece of inspiration, go see this video of Danny MacAskill performing his amazing street riding. I can't recommend it highly enough. It's had over 26 million views, so you can be sure it'll be worth your while.

What have you done to push your envelope of daring and creativity?

This joins the community at ABC Wednesday where the letter of the week is the difficult X.

June 25, 2011

Taxi Driver Reflects

Is there anyone who has NOT been in a taxi with a driver who knows his global news?

Tonight we had gone further away than usual from our apartment to buy our groceries at a Carrefour, a large French-owned hypermarket. As we came out of the building, boldly parked right in front of the line of yellow taxis, was this driver with a beat-up old gray car who enthusiastically offered a deal to get us back home and, after the nod, quickly lifted our heavy bags into his trunk. We were stunned that the "official" cab drivers did not utter a squeak in protest.

We speak no Romanian and our driver knew no more than a few words of English, and still, yes and still, he and my brother together managed to sort out the problems of our world. I just sat in the back, enjoyed their banter and captured this driver (and photographer) in the small mirror attached to his cracked front windshield.

Bucharest, 2011

This image joins the communities at Weekend in Black and White and Weekend Reflections.

Perhaps if you enlarge this second longer view image you can also see the sunlight reflect off the cracks in the windshield glass.


June 23, 2011

Add Some Color, Please

Bucharest, 2011

In our life there is a single color, as on an artist's palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.
   ~ Marc Chagall

We are like chameleons, we take our hue and the color of our moral character, from those who are around us.
   ~ John Locke

The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.
   ~ Marcus Aurelius

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
   ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.
   ~ Georgia O'Keeffe

There is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice.
   ~ John Calvin
Today I join Signs, Signs.

June 22, 2011

W is for Window

Well, this Wednesday it's W week over at ABC Wednesday, where wondrous folks write or photograph their heart's desires and wish to share. Won't you want to go enjoy the wit and whoopee?

While wandering my way through Bucharest these past working weeks, I've witnessed a myriad of wonderful windows. 

Let me present to you just ten today. [Click image to enlarge.]

Some windows I notice for their lovely shape...


Others for their retro design...


I found windows nearly enveloped...


 And many with exotic style...


Apartment windows embellished with the zodiac signs...


And windows that glow from within...


Some windows are cute, yet just too small for my taste...


Then some windows intrigue me for what peeks out from them...


Other windows make me wonder what's inside...


And still other windows fascinate me only for what they reflect...


But perhaps the window that means the most to me are not made of glass at all... they are your eyes, the window to your soul.

June 19, 2011

Painted Daisy

I'm fairly certain that these are Painted Daisies also known as Chrysanthemums of the family Asteraceae. But I can't nail the species... are they coccineum, carinatum, both or neither?

Postscript: The only thing I got right is the family name. Beautiful bloggers have properly informed me that these are Gaillardia, commonly called Blanket Flower. Lesson: Don't be certain about things you know you know nothing about!

Whatever they are, these daisies blanket flowers I found in a Bucharest park sure are delightful eye candy! 



 [glorious details better seen enlarged]


(Note: If any of the meme hosts object to multiple linking, don't be shy to let me know. I do make best efforts to visit other bloggers linked to each meme.)

June 10, 2011

Circle of Books

Bucharest, 2011

I really like the looks of this creative entrance to a hallway. A man talking on his cellphone is reflected in the glass wall of a bookstore-cum-cafe, so I link with the community at Weekend Reflections.

[SkyWatch] Crosses in the Sky I

The skies around Bucharest this past week have been nothing to moan about... a lot of blue! But while they brighten my world, they're not always the most photogenic. So I framed these images for SkyWatch Friday with just a few of the  many ornate crosses on Romanian Orthodox Churches I've seen on my walks here.

[click twice to enlarge to see cross detail]

Bucharest, 2011

June 8, 2011

U is for University

This is Carol Davila University of Medicine and Pharmacy in Bucharest. Established in 1857, it is today the largest state-run health services university with nearly 3000 employees, 1600 teachers and 4800 students. Penicillin was first isolated in the Faculty of Pharmacy in 1921.

PS. I stand corrected! This building is the Central University Library of Bucharest founded in 1895.

In front of the building is the equestrian statue of King Carol I, proclaimed King of Romania on 26 March 1881. He is not to be confused with Carol Davila, the French expatriate physician who founded the university.

 Bucharest, 2011

U is the letter of the week at ABC Wedbesday, and this next image is offered for the folks at Sepia Scenes.


June 5, 2011

Yellow and Red Fruits

When in season, farmers of Romania come into the cities to sell their fresh fruits. I especially relish fresh plump red (or white) cherries; so when at the start of my walk yesterday I saw this vendor selling them out of the back of her old yellow Dacia car, I took a mental note to get some on my way back home. Unfortunately, a couple of hours later I did not run into any more vendors.

 Bucharest, 2011

I got a kick out of how she was parked in the middle of the road, so I am also posting this longer view.


Plenty of yellows and reds here to link with Mellow Yellow Monday and Ruby Tuesday.

Rowing under a Park Bridge

On this warm sunny day, the people of Bucharest were out enjoying their public park in the city center. This little bridge crossing a man-made lake in Parcul CiÅŸmigiu joins Sunday Bridges and Scenic Sunday.

 Bucharest, 2011

May 28, 2011

Capitol Reflection

The grand old Hotel Capitol is located on the main Bucharest avenue Calea Victoriei. I posted an image of the 1901 building in full here.

A walk down this road on a different day offered me a nice street shot for Weekend Reflections, Walk in the Street, and Weekend in Black and White.

Reflected, besides the street traffic, is another historic restaurant, now a 61-room hotel, called Casa CapÅŸa, built in 1852.

Bucharest, 2011