birthday blog! 
Hekhem, hem, hem.
her first picture I did when I was four years and were with their parents in Krakow. I had hełmik on the head, a green jacket and teeth like stars. I do not remember where parents have become, I remember that he was behind a wall of brown, sun-lit autumn. Mom was wearing a lilac sweater and curls fastened with pins on the latch. The whole trip she took pictures, in the end she wanted to have some with my dad, so full of concern, given Zenit me and said something like: "Hold firmly with both hands, I will stand next to my dad, you look in this box, do so, we were inside, and press here." Błaaaaaagam, Mom, I've seen it a million times. [I held tight Zenit and finally looked in a window] But strangely. Parents have to be inside. [We aim. I left a tip of the tongue] And in life, it is nicer, as they are on the left!
And yes I was, on one side of something, on the other side nothing. It occurred to myself about half a year ago. Through the blog. A blog is an excuse for thumbing through the photographs, correct and remember their mistakes.
Hi, hi, now I wish the same: to
in the comments as the most critical discussion went on, I knew what to improve. You are my, basically the only source of learning, for example, the statement Karoli, I should set the focus and pay attention to what is it to set the - trivial - and for me it was a milestone: P
I would not have fell into a panic when I can not anything set. To my models do not have longer to freeze [Olenka sorry: (], getting wet [sorry, Pasqui: (] wait [sorry ALL: (].
or any model that does not tell me more: "Okay, now set me all you want, I have no idea" - then it's game over. I'm a man of dialogue, the creative work I need partner, I can recognize you only what you show me!
so the nights were longer, because I can work only at night, and then not sleeping: (to fit in and spanko and pracowanko.
blogspot and that he knew what I want the size of the image. If I did not have to check these worms (
and above all: I still can To all of you to prove that you are beautiful, and it is no matter how ridiculous does not fit the canons imposed on us by the world. Quietly or I wish that anyone has proven the same thing to me - just once, but it is forever.
When choosing photos to post today do not push myself quality. Some of these pictures are for me Barthesowskie punktum, others - not. All the like, none of them did not want to publish, because SOMETHING.
invite you to a brief summary of the year:)
[Almost any picture can be enlarged by clicking on course :)]
left a portrait of my craft, right - a glass of wine with the lone twenties birthday, ie before it ceased to be lonely.
Grandma has already cut out this cancer, do not worry.
when I see This photograph, smiling with pride - pride for themselves and are proud to be Olga.
Listen, I would be the last liar if I pretended Nikos not help me to pykania foci of the race. I'm as vain as any girl. The real joke is that hard to keep SLR camera in one hand, because the self-fociach partnered with me to the mirror (cut here, because somehow I do not komponowało. I mean mine is cut down. It's nice to Matilda).
Finally, thank you all my to models (or models): Kate, Martha, Claire, Olga, Ola, Pasqui, Agata, and my najkochańszemu Śvistakom braciszkowi. For everything, and the most for your patience!
PS to all: I have time
obfocić all four of you do not intend to suspend the activities:) Tosi
I also Pasqui, upload it please;)
Szczuczyn the best! 
