Imaginary Landscapes

Real life in false colour.

Q: Why bother with a photo blog when you already have a blog? *cough* attention whore *cough*

A: Because once in a while I take pictures I want to remember forever. And I don’t think such beautiful accidents should be just forgotten or stashed in a folder nondescriptly named “New Folder (2)” or “To Upload” (but never done).

Also, if my hard drive ever crashes, or if my external hard disk gets lost somewhere, I don’t want to cry over lost pictures.


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Oh the cosiness of loneliness

Oh the cosiness of loneliness



There is no end to the sky and the waters. How well they accompany sadness!

There is no end to the sky and the waters. How well they accompany sadness!

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” - Yeats

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” - Yeats



The sun has set.

The sun has set.



Time to take the wheel.

Time to take the wheel.

And why tiramisu isn’t Japanese in origin is still a mystery to me.

And why tiramisu isn’t Japanese in origin is still a mystery to me.



If I had my way, the entire world would look like this.

If I had my way, the entire world would look like this.

The Venetian version of the yellow taxis and black cabs :)

The Venetian version of the yellow taxis and black cabs :)

I’d be a musical prodigy too if I could see this everyday…or at least, give birth to one.

I’d be a musical prodigy too if I could see this everyday…or at least, give birth to one.



I’ll wait for you under the bluebells.

I’ll wait for you under the bluebells.


I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.

I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.



Sights like these tell me how lucky I am.

Sights like these tell me how lucky I am.