Little Tailor

I was sitting in a cafe in Siena and there was this cute little vintage shop right in front of me. There was a little boy in the shop, who I guessed was the son of the owner. He seemed quite at home and knew what he was doing while helping others inside.

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I was already taking photographs of the shop and the vintage stuff outside.

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Then he came outside and sat on one of the little chairs with a white shirt ( probably an old one ) in his hand. He noticed that I had a camera and was a bit shy about it.

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I tried not to make him uncomfortable but I was also curious about what he was up to. I managed not to pay attention to him and I think I was able to make him forget me for a while. He started sewing, probably repairing a part of the shirt. Left handed, he was quite skillful and he seemed like he had done it before.

DSC_0349blog Most of the time I am also not comfortable on this side of the camera while taking photos of people. Do you think I should practice more?

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Chandeliers of  Santa Maria in Aracoeli

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well I heard there was a secret chord

that David played, and it pleased the Lord

but you don’t really care for music, do ya?

♦

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Flea Market / Paris Style

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So here are some photographs I took that day, I’m afraid these will have to do until next time.

 

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Siena

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DSC_0456blogfrom the Siena Cathedral, the most beautiful cathedral I’ve ever seen.

you can see more of it here.

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Song Unsung

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The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.
I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument.
The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set ;
only there is the agony of wishing in my heart.
The blossom has not opened ; only the wind is sighing by.
I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice ;
only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my house.

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from -my new favorite- GITANJALI, R. Tagore

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güzeldim de galiba bunu nasıl söylesem:

eline sağlık Tanrım leyla çok güzel olmuş

Tanrım eline sağlık dünya da çok güzel olmuş

keşke biraz ölmesem.

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Bir Ki Deneme , İbrahim Tenekeci

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The voice of beauty speaks softly, it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls.

F. Nietzsche

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A song I’m so happy to have remembered again.

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You know I see London, I see Sam’s Town

Holds my hand and lets my hair down

Rolls that world right off my shoulder

I see London, I see Sam’s Town now

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Sam’s Town , The Killers

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Sometimes you simply get lucky.

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A crane, sitting right in front of me in Hyde Park, London.

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