And the strength of the wolf is the pack

Even though I thought game's over for my cam and was saying sad goodbyes already, miracles still happen and yeah, it works. WOOOOOHOOOOOO! Some heaven sent angel type of guy fixed it! HE FIXED IT. That dude has some serious magic touch thingy going on.

Anyway, I'm sort of thrilled and thinking of all the photoshoots I've been wanting to do for long already and going crazy with so many ideas! But well, no, I haven't really done anything spectacular. Took a few shots of - drum roll please, this is going to be exciting news - MY DOGS. (You know those days - sorry, nights - when you're so all over the place with excitement and everything that there's no such thing as "too much caps lock"? Yeah...) So I'll show you some animalistic pics once fucking again. Getting tired of these? Hope not, there will probably be loads more....

But they are cute little fellas, aren't they? And they have brand new collars as well!

This is Pan. He had his first birthday last month but sometimes he seems so much older. He gets me and I get him. It's weird how important such a silly dog can become to one. What would I do without him? He's the type of a dog that would do anything to protect his owner, the dog that will follow me to end of the world if I want him to. He will always be there. My precious little Pan.

And this is Rumo, four-year-old free spirit and sometimes a total pain in the ass. He does whatever he wants, whenever he wants. A true working dog, he lives to work (which means agility, herding and obedience - and football!), but he does it just for himself. He doesn't bow to anyone, he ain't gonna follow any rules. Luckily I have the priviledge to be working with him, the World is our oyster when we do things together.

So, these are my boys. My pack. All I have, all I need.

May the force be ever in your favor

My camera, about the best and most important and definitely most expensive equipment of any sort I've ever had, is dead. And for some unknown reason I find myself being kinda okay with the situation. Yeah, it sort of sucks not to have a functioning camera, but well... There are other things to do! For years I've tried to learn how to think positive and be all happy happy joy joy about life and everything included, seems like I master it now. My camera just broke fucking down and I'm allright with it. Seriously, I've either lost my mind or became a damn buddha. I believe those two are pretty much the same thing though.

It's like having an arm cut off and going 'oh well, shit happens'. With a slight foolishness life is so much more bearable. It takes a fool to remain sane and I've got that one covered. Or I'm just happily insane. Anything goes, let's move on.

Since I don't have any pics to show you and won't be having in near future (who wants to buy me a camera?), I'll give you something else! Inspirational stuff, once again. What inspires me right now. You may thank weheartit for these.

Tattoos. I have an appointment with a tattooing needle next month, yay!

 

Quotes. Is there anything mightier than words well said?

Books. Especially those that take you to a whole new world.

 

And Spring. I can already smell the Summer...

Brothers under the Sun

It seems like I only photograph goofy animals, but well... Better than nothing, right? I spent my Easter in the coutryside and I love love love the peace and quiet around there! The stars look brighter, the Moon seems bigger and the sundown colouring still snowy fields in gold is just spectacular.

Trapped

Uluru.

Sunset.
Moonrise.
Sunrise.

It's not easy to find someone who cares. It's not easy to find magic in pairs.

Hiding my heart away

I was supposed to photograph the way I see myself but I had no idea how to do it so I didn't.

Who is she anyway?

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