There is a place in the VIII. district called Ambient. One of Jaro's places, that one day we found our way to and I was captivated. And not because that day I played shrink with Jaro and Szilvi. That was just an added bonus. What I saw in this place was Szimpla kert, compressed to its roots, and still cool. Oh, you don't know what Szimpla is? Don't worry about it. In 5 years time it will be anything but.
Ambient is a corner bar, supposedly something different downstairs, but that has been closed for as long as I've gone there (two weeks). They say you take your shoes off downstairs. A novel idea in one of the dirtiest cities on the planet. That aside, they were smart in creating this place. The tone, while hippy in some ways, is never yuppy, and always opens its arms to the next visitor. Even stray dogs.
So. I wanted to share some photos from the place. I've been playing with the settings on my camera (some have called it a piece of shit -- fair enough), and found that I can do some things with light that I wish I had known years ago. Seriously. Why the fuck does it take this long to figure this stuff out? Oh right. Welcome to the world.
Circles of light.
While blurry, a face can still tell a story.
The three wise shadows: light bends and what once was is now different.
The color is broken. And that's ok...
Jaro watches. A lone moment.
Light plays across their faces like...like...color.that.can.be.seen.but.really.is.it.there?oh.yes.it.is!
The street brings all kinds of things inside. When you are ready, you will see what you don't want to see.
We left Ambient. This is now a park somewhere in the VIII. District. Somewhere. Dave sits, whining 'Why do I have to pose?' Godamnit just do it! 'But this is stupid' You will thank me later 'What you mean now?' What?!?
I see Dave as Jesus. The next. The one that is supposed to come. Sacrilegious? No. Ok, maybe. Armageddon on the horizon? Yeah that's scary.
Ambient is a corner bar, supposedly something different downstairs, but that has been closed for as long as I've gone there (two weeks). They say you take your shoes off downstairs. A novel idea in one of the dirtiest cities on the planet. That aside, they were smart in creating this place. The tone, while hippy in some ways, is never yuppy, and always opens its arms to the next visitor. Even stray dogs.
So. I wanted to share some photos from the place. I've been playing with the settings on my camera (some have called it a piece of shit -- fair enough), and found that I can do some things with light that I wish I had known years ago. Seriously. Why the fuck does it take this long to figure this stuff out? Oh right. Welcome to the world.
Circles of light.
While blurry, a face can still tell a story. 
The three wise shadows: light bends and what once was is now different.
The color is broken. And that's ok...
Jaro watches. A lone moment.
Light plays across their faces like...like...color.that.can.be.seen.but.really.is.it.there?oh.yes.it.is!
The street brings all kinds of things inside. When you are ready, you will see what you don't want to see.
We left Ambient. This is now a park somewhere in the VIII. District. Somewhere. Dave sits, whining 'Why do I have to pose?' Godamnit just do it! 'But this is stupid' You will thank me later 'What you mean now?' What?!?I see Dave as Jesus. The next. The one that is supposed to come. Sacrilegious? No. Ok, maybe. Armageddon on the horizon? Yeah that's scary.
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