Nelson, with reference to your comment..Just thought its too long to be a comment...

I am talking about the place...and someone whom u have in mind..if theres one in the first place. coz the place and its weathered patina makes you construct some fantasical imaginary landscape and relive memories that you miss. It is amazing because Prague's strange political history slowed down the architectural movement in style relative to rest of europe.. so much so that we get to see such well preserved gothic and all these fusion of subsequent archi styles to produce its current patina...its simply powerful. when i have more time i will show somemore pictures explaining what i mean..but it is simply daunting how a place can evoke such powerful emotions. And this reminds me of a post that i did earlier about powerful spaces. I wonder if I can design like that someday...with an experiential vision more than a formal theoretical approach that I gravitate towards. Though i must say it should be the balance of both.

The translation of a brilliant design idea which results in an emotionally moving, impactful space, that transcends history, time and space...

back to the question of romanticism of a place in relation of love? not someone there for sure. not me at least. the statues are more charming that anyone i saw there haha. either that or im terribly emotionally frozen to be ever moved by 'exotic' faces.whatever..

Sobs

Charles Bridge, Prague 2005 Thanksgiving
One of the best shots taken while I was there, match my mood today..hauntingly beautiful isnt it?

I want to cultivate the Lilies and cut the leeches
For my troubled soul knows that passion is pain
To be dished out and endured.

spanish sky

across the Atlantic on a foreign rooftop..who would not have fallen in love with such a melancholically beautiful moment. To you, Madrid's blue sky..

2005 has passed without me living it...or so it feels.

I wonder, if it is the conjunction of the mind and opposition of the stars once again...