As a principle, I don’t photograph people without their permission, especially people in what I consider a vulnerable position; the elderly, children, the homeless, the needy. But for this man I made an exception and stole this moment…he reminded me of my grandfather…
“You reach a moment in life when, among the people you have known, the dead outnumber the living. And the mind refuses to accept more faces, more expressions: on every new face you encounter, it prints the old forms, for each one it finds the most suitable mask.” — The Invisible Cities, Italo Calvino
for the entire excerpt: The Invisible Cities - Cities and the Dead
Fáj a fejem a sok kólától
Having a very American cheeseburger in Budapest and listening to country music since July 4th was yesterday.
Parliament at night, from the Danube
Counting down the days
Farewell Budapest
'Párizsi Nagyáruház' café revisited
farewell coffee & cake at 'Párizsi Nagyáruház' café
Terror Háza [Andrássy út 60]
Chain Bridge