Phnom Penh / Cambodia
“Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia, was once known as the Pearl of Asia before the country spun into turmoil with the mass killings by the Khmer Rouge in the 1970s. Over the last few decades, Phnom Penh has grown into an economic center, sprawled with high rises, hotels, historical architecture, modern malls, and an incredible food culture.” (source: tripadvisor)
Tver / Russia
Thank you, Diana! Wow, that was magical! What a ride.. …and shine on you crazy diamond
Welcome to my town oh
Welcome to my country
So good to have you around oh
Welcome to my sound oh
Welcome to my family
To the darkness, the devil and things no man should find
Look Up, Can you see the message, the message that it spreads now,
Look Up, Can you see the light how it’s shining over our head now
Light might keep you in the distance
And the light can guide you and the light
Can show you what you’re missing right now”
“For millions of years flowers have been producing thorns. For millions of years sheep have been eating them all the same. And it’s not serious, trying to understand why flowers go to such trouble to produce thorns that are good for nothing? It’s not important, the war between the sheep and the flowers? It’s no more serious and more important than the numbers that fat red gentleman is adding up? Suppose I happen to know a unique flower, one that exists nowhere in the world except on my planet, one that a little sheep can wipe out in a single bite one morning, just like that, without even realizing what he’d doing – that isn’t important? If someone loves a flower of which just one example exists among all the millions and millions of stars, that’s enough to make him happy when he looks at the stars. He tells himself ‘My flower’s up there somewhere…’ But if the sheep eats the flower, then for him it’s as if, suddenly, all the stars went out. And that isn’t important?”
Natasha, psychoanalyst, practices in Tver and Moscow/Russia, was always fascinated by portraits where features of a person captured on photos.
…and so we tried… ..no concept, no rules… …we just let go… …and danced…
Natasha, thank you for that dance. 🙂
🙂 …of course they did not stare at me… …but I kindly asked if I could take a portrait of them…. …and they mostly agreed. I didn’t know these people in person… …but I know Aleksei Jogolev (#05) and this event was the opening of the exhibition of his paintings in Tver/Russia. Excellent paintings… …and excellent people.
Khatuna / ხათუნა, or Khatya like we call her, has the meaning ‘lady’ (in persian).
I think I remember that Khatya told us that the georgian meaning is something like ‘fate’….
….however it is… …I know that this wonderful lady and her partner (our friend Bonya) will take fate in their own hand! … and they will be succeed in all respects.
Hey, you both… …long may you run… …and stay forever young.
please see here at JETAMELE how Andrea has seen Khatya.
Just right back from Cambodia.
…but before I start to publish some stories about that stunning country, I want to say thank you to all cambodian people I’ve met.
Thank you for all the smiles you put on our faces and thanks for all the smiles you gave to us. You are wonderful!