Some photos mean a lot for the one who takes it...
I took this picture in east village; in one of the blocks on East Houston;
it was the time of sunset..
I was carrying books in one hand and taking the shot with the other..
motion, lack of light.. so my picture came out so blur;
But I love it, simply...
For me it is like a painting in watercolour, rather than being a photograph...
I fall in love with the tones.. pink-beige powder color sky.. the tree.. windows..
each light is different life...
and the life changes under different lights..
I've decided that day; this picture will be the first one to be framed when I have my own apartment..
gives me good feelings when I look at it...
somehow I couldn't pick this one to post before.. I guess I was waiting for the right time.
This picture is dedicated to Alfonso De Torres who blows colors to beautiful beige papers and the colors always know where to perch..
Didn't you know that the painters can talk with colors?...
I know one called Eugenia* and her smile* is her magic power...
