Enough years ago, I carried with me my "photo jar" - Zenit, the classic East European photo camera - in the Danube Delta. I remember myself shooting carefully, the film was expensive at that time. Not being a fisher I had enough time to wait for the proper light. A few weeks ago I found the film slide scans. Looking at them now, after years of digital photo, I have realized the quiet tonality of the analogical photo. Old Zenit, I salute your gntle colors!
St. Paraskeva is the most venerated saint in Moldavia. Yearly, on the 14th of October, thousands of believers come to pray and pay homage to her relics. But first, they have to wait almost a one day long their turn, in a few miles long line. This rigor of waiting enhances the believer’s spirituality. Loosing himself in the long line, he cuts his links with daily rhythms. Little by little, he retreats in introspection, maybe he prays, gradually falling in sleepiness. Suddenly, a noise, a passing seller, or the line advancing a few steps, wakes him up. He shivers chats a little with his co-liners, look at his watch and gradually close himself again. His face, cleared from expressing the passing emotions, gains the mineral immobility of deep feelings.
Iasi, October. 2009
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