Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

April 17, 2011

Maramures trip :)

These beautiful pictures were made today on a trip throughout Maramures region. It's in the NV part of Romania. You can find a lot of information about it here. I will only punctuate the places we've been visiting. This is actually the only part I didn't had a chance to see yet...in my 3 years of living in Maramures(..I'm not such a big fan of this region..I just work in the area). This is the Barsana Monastery
In a rich country, blessed with forests, the wood offers the possibility for everyone to become artists. The village of Barsana dated from 1326. The Maramures wooden churches represent the beautiful synthesis of the major architectural elements of Eastern and Western Europe, more precisely a synthesis of the Byzantine plan and the Gothic forms rendered according to an original autochthonous architectural interpretation. The constructions are made out of wood. The wooden churches with their tall steeples are representative especially for the landscape in Maramures si Salaj.

The Monastery is situated on the northern-central part of the village on a hillock from the cemetery with old graves full of grass. The first church was built in 1720 with interior paintings done by local artists Hodor Toador and Ion Plohod. The Orthodox Barsana Monastery is a popular pilgrimage spot in Maramures.The church's plan includes: the gate, the narthex and the nave, with a rectangular form, adding the altar's apse; the exterior seems like a hall, but the inside is divided into separated walls according to the traditional Orthodox ritual.The narthex is very narrow, with low ceiling and with flats over the girders. It is separated by a central door, having no windows. Barsana's interior frescoes are very similar to those of the painted monasteries of Moldavia. This Wooden Church is the only one with double cornice, the Old Monastery, the tallest wooden building in Europe (62 m tall). The old church has florid paintings among the best in Maramures. At the end of the village is a new nunnery, with a wooden church, raising a 54 m steeple (the highest from Eastern Europe). In the church, the men occupy the pews or stand in front of the altar with the young girls in front of them, often around the altar. Young boys fill the balcony while the women, and girls over fifteen years of age, sit or stand in the narthex. Older women sit outside on the benches attached to the walls of the church. The church steeple, at 56 meters, has surprised the steeple on the church in Surdesti. The entire project, including the nunnery has been led by the Mother Superior, Filofteia Olteanu by having it constructed little by little as contributions allowed. The construction has taken place using traditional methods. No power tools and no metal nails are used. (info source)


Having a snack before going to visit the next point of interest : The Merry Cemetery. I've been here before...you'll probably find the post somewhere on my blog. This is why it's worth coming every time I got a a chance: info


 All romanian souvenirs :)
Scarves, accessories, bags, rugs, tablecloths...
 Because it's almost Easter time...you'll see everywhere painted eggs...
 
The last place we've visited was the Memorial of the Victims of Communism and of the Resistance in SighetThe Sighet Memorial is a world memorial, a monument dedicated to the struggle against communism. This Memorial is a world monument almost unique dedicated to the struggle of the individual against power, the struggle of memory against forgetting, the struggle of victims against the oppressors. There is almost nothing like it.

Tom Blanton (2007)


The pictures speak for themselves...here's more info about the Memorial .
See you soon!Love, Gab~

January 6, 2010

Wabi

...imi place sa adorm privind luminitele care se sting si se aprind neincetat in pomul de Craciun.
Imi dau o senzatie de calm, acel tip de liniste pe care rar il mai gasesti azi...
Imi amintesc de copilarie, tot timpul ma fura somnul admirand zeci de sclipiri care se reflectau in globurile de sticla fina!

Simt ca ma atrag intr-o poveste, una fara zmei si cu turta dulce din belsug.


E bine cand te reintalnesti cu un sentiment care-ti da impresia de siguranta, e bine ca inca mai exista si nu mi-l poate lua nimeni. Dar prinde cu adevarat aripi doar cand e impartasit...
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E deja tarziu in ianuarie si eu inca nu ma pot desparti de Pom. Poate pentru ca n-am avut timp indeajuns sa-l privesc...Poate n-am avut timp indeajuns pentru nimic important "vacanta" asta...

May 13, 2009

the 2 a.m. memory snack

I can't sleep...

So I grabbed myself a glass of cold fresh milk and a big red apple and mumbling like a rabbit I started to update my twitter profile a bit...while remembering...When I was little, I used to wake up at 5 p.m., opened my room's window and for about 15 minutes I listened the trill of a bird. I don't know what kid of bird it was, but it used to sing only in the summer time. I remember the quietude and the serenity at that hour. People were still sleeping , so the only thing that was resounding all over the block, was this little ( I imagined...) bird's trill. After 15 minutes, the concert was over, and I was back in my bed, falling asleep again with a smile upon my face...

old beautiful childhood moments...


( maybe I'll try to do that again...I'm not at Home, but maybe I'll find a 5 a.m. singing bird here too..who knows...)