amsterdam on a lucky and very special day for me -

I could take these photos in a changing light, from minute to minute, from noon till sunset.

it was a day that simply overwhelmed me.

one thing needs to be said:

(of course) turner was right,

(of course) monet was right.

noon, on the same spot, in max 5 minutes

(that's how fast light was changing)

different places...

afternoon

next two below - on one side of the bridge...

....and at the same time, on the other side of the same bridge

felt like wanting to sail far far away

what is time? what is home?

THE dusk.

a magic that lasted for about ten minutes

and I happened to be there,

in that special moment when shadows

became creatures who started to crawl into the world

from the dying light.

felt like THAT magic moment

that you could feel sometimes

and remember it for the rest of your life.

like biting THAT fruit, in THAT light,

with THOSE sounds surrounding you,

in THAT particular day

when you were a child and felt "di magic".

and didn't cost you a dime.

(all photos copyright ligia parvulescu)