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Un inger...

...a zburat si a trecut. Dincolo de portile inseninate, unde timpul nu cunoaste masura, ne vom revedea candva. Pana atunci va fi in fiecare zambet si in fiecare imbratisare a zarilor mangaiate de razele zilelor.

Uncovering the eons with bare hands

Hands fill our senses with space and shape, with the unseen, with the untouchable. They reach oneself out on to the others, bring shivers of feelings through the skin, the veins, down to the bones and up to one's mind and heart. They give never to ask back and receive only to remember when in solitude. They are the portrait that one's looking for in all arts. They are art. Hands feel, treasure and unveil time's writings as it flows through.

from the album Sultana Malul Rosu 2010 - A bridge over millenniums

Update - A bridge over milleniums

Over the coming days, I will keep updating the entire Sultana Malul Rosu project in my picasa album, that you can access here. This way you will be able to stay in touch with every change in the story as the moments get added by the day. Till it is finished and untill I will be able to offer a surprise to anyone interested - ;) - visit it from time to time...and feel free to leave your thoughts, here or there.

A bridge over milleniums

Vacation is over and done, yet this comes with a sense of fulfillment and no regrets. I've been away on a more or less unexpected trip to a place that sits around and above other worlds and where the river of time is stuck somewhere around 6000 years before us. And there I had the honor of being part of a wonderful team of dedicated people that have built with the bare hands a bridge over this river. Which reminds me of what I was told when I was a kid: 'In life, one is really fulfilled when one planted a tree, built a house and started a family.'

A glimpse into the story that's about to take shape: