The Lucky Pig

January's over! Finally! With lots of rain pissing from the sky... Like a proper spring rain... I got so wet walking home when you stop feeling that it's actually raining... cats and dogs...

Dog carrier. Shoreditch. 

Mask and a woman and a man. Shoreditch.

Ended up here by accident. Paid 5 pounds for toilet and left. Shit place. Concrete. Shoreditch.

The Lucky Pig. Happy Birthday Victor.

What's Become of You?

It's funny... Everything these days, like - things I come across, places I go to, events I attend, book I read, music I listen to, films I watch, somehow relates to my current state of mind (smile)...

"'What's Become of You?', is a question as banal as it is terrifying... It says that time has passed and that changes have occurred..." - This is from the flamenco show brochure I went to see today at Barbican.

Of course there was a "no pictures" sign but it is so satisfying to break the rules! mmmm....

Couple with the capital C.

Dream of Life

It happens very rarely... I dreamed my late grandma last night - Leila bebo… She was holding my hand, looking at me and weeping… She was in pain… Her feet were cut off… That was painful… I had this image stuck in my head all day… 

Before going to bed I watched the movie Patti Smith: Dream of Life which opens by her saying: "Life is and adventure of our own design, intersected by fate in a series of lucky and unlucky accidents..." 

I watched Dream of Life and dreamed death... 

It's been raining all day and I love rain… It's grey and moody… I am grey and moody too… I'm just wondering: Did I design it myself? I have questions to answer... 

It's raining and streets are empty... Then this is a shadow of myself... 

I miss bebo...

Developing Dalston

I guess I'm kinda attracted to developing places and I actually think they are much more exciting than already developed, licked into shape, places. I love east London, especially Dalston - where I live - which is changing so fast that being here just over two years, even I can see the changes. And they say, there was nothing here 10 years ago.

There's one more new bar in the area, that opened recently... Had a glass of red wine yesterday... Cool place...

East London is cool, mate, innit?!

Dalston Lane, bus stop. Some time in 2012. 

28 January, 2014.

Not Everything has to have a Title

I took this picture in June 2012... And the reason I'm posting it today is because I found it by accident yesterday and I exactly remembered how I was feeling then - in June 2012 - which is somehow similar to how I'm feeling now... Also I don't like any of the pictures I took today...

London, Wilton Way, June 2012.

Lonely Ghosts

I felt I wanted to be alone today and went to find a cozy place to sit and read. They kicked me out of one cozy place at 5 and I went to another until 7... I felt lonely and I DID want to be alone but it scared me a little... So I ended up shooting loneliness without realising it I guess...

Now, this very second I feel completely different - I have a sense of freedom and power which I haven't felt for a while...

"He wasn't there when I awoke... The next day I half waited for him to return. But he didn't. He had given me what I needed to keep going. I wasn't sad, because every time I thought of him, I'd smile..." - Patti Smith. "Just Kids"

These pictures least show how I feel but unless I post my selfie, (which I am not going to) it will be difficult to find something right now that would illustrate how I feel...

Boys in Skirts

I somehow like boys wearing skirts (kilts). Do you?

Tick Tock

TIME -

Advantage: Heals!
Disadvantage: Doesn't go back! (Just in case you would like it to)
Disadvantage: It's really slow when you want it to go fast and vice versa.

And as it goes on, you know that at some point it's gonna stop for you. How depressing isn't it?! And we still waste so much of it...

Dalston Superstore

It's a gay bar and as some of you know, those are one of the best places to hang out and be hungover following day. If you don't agree, we can either argue, or you can simply get over it.

                           

Hackney Citizens

I was walking on the opposite side of the road and saw them approaching, I thought I would take a picture of them walking by the wall. He realised what I had in my head. Looked at me and said something I didn't understand (had Patti Smith in my ears). I thought he would tell me to not take a picture of them and got prepared for it. I took out my earphones...

- Do you want to take a picture?
- Yes, please, can I?
- Sure bruf, I'm not attacking!

Shannon is Gary's dog. And she just had  a walk.

Gary and Shannon, Hackney citizens. 22 January, 2014, Wilton Way. 

Force Quit & Restart

Not really creative these days, I know... And then night falls and I go out desperate looking for something for my blog and there's not that much happening or I can't see these days... I shall force quit and restart myself...

Near Marika's house, Arsenal. Tonight. 

Blue Monday?!

...After black Sunday...

"The most depressing day of the year" - so they say... Although others say that it's bullshit... 

Let's give tomorrow a colour... I want Tuesday to be dark red...

December 2013, London.

Untitled Day

Today I had quite a stroll around East London and whoever knows the area, is aware how picturesque it is, plus it was sunny that makes it look even better... I did have my camera with me but it was one of those days (which doesn't happen that often) when I couldn't force myself to lift it and click the button to shoot a picture... It's not that I was lazy or there was nothing to photograph, I simply didn't have courage to see anything and to click the button...

Yesterday I saw this dog, she was tied to not escape, shivering of cold... and scared...

Gun, Moan & Spider

I could often see this poster from Katya's window on Broadway Market but was always forgetting to get near and take a picture. I did today... I usually snap this kind of street art with my iPhone and then share on instagram but I liked that somehow the mood of this art piece was quite similar to mine today so I took a trouble to shoot it with my proper camera... 

There are words around this creature - "GUN GUN GUN GUN...."  near her mouth is a word "MOAN" and near the ear is a word "EAR".... 

And then the existence of spider?!

If I could paint, I might have painted something similar today...

Stranger

Has it happened to you that someone you thought you knew very well and considered really close, turned out to be a complete stranger?! You get this feeling of emptiness, you know, like this Jameson whiskey bottle sitting beside me is empty now because I just had a very final sip… And I only bought it in November, not that long ago…

For example this woman in this picture is a complete stranger to me, but she is interesting, in a way, because she is a stranger but it would have been different, would have been awkward, if I thought I knew her and she would turn out to be a stranger… 

And there’s also this poster “Strangers on a Train…” And I shot it this morning, not thinking much about that word - “stranger…” It’s an interesting word… Well, in a way… It also makes me feel a little chilly to be honest  this word - “stranger…” 

Last Day of My 27th

Today was my last day of age 27. If I could, I would stay 27 for a while! No idea, what my life’s gonna be in the future but so far, 27 has been THE age. I remember every single month of it, with its struggles, highs and lows, crushes and everything… So many things happened.. I remember how it started and I was expecting it to be extraordinary... As it ended up being... I remember my mother visiting me to London and remember myself brainwashing her… Followed by summer holidays with my sister and her Rob… And then I remember my Summer trip to Georgia followed by quite intense August in London… I remember amazing people I’ve met and become friends with… I also remember those, I met but didn’t become friends with… I remember friends I’ve lost… Of course, I remember friends that were always there and will be forever... I remember September - the month that would be turning point of my life… I remember everyone who’s been hugely supportive… I remember my sisters - THE sisters! I remember warm November and a little bit cold December which ended with reuniting with my family - three sisters together, that has not happened for last few years… December in Tbilisi - sharing and getting warmth from friends that is almost a luxury in London. 

And now it’s January, beginning of new year and Im turning 28 in less than an hour, on 17th January - with more expectations from myself as the major discoveries have already happened in my 27th… Now it’s time to act and it's really up to me how it all goes… 

I'm sharing few pictures from my 27th - of places, of people - that more or less were significant in my 27th… of course there's not everyone or everything I would love to share but I do remember all of them... :) 

Happy birthday to me! 

Me me. September 2013. London Fields.

Carolina, my flatmate for a week. London, March 2013

Manuel. Somebody. London, May 2013.

Broadway Market. Place to stay alone in a crowd.

Rob, my sister's boyfriend and somehow important in my 27th. Great guy.

Paris Gay Pride. July 2013. 

Denmark, Little Mermaid. July 2013.

Fabian, my couch. Playing tennis and releasing all negative out. Love it.

Maro's Birthday in Soho, where I met Hannah, September 2013.

Candy's window. London, September 2013.

Hannah and Elizabeth. Weekend in a countryside. September 2013

Berlin. September 2013.

Jenny.  London, November 2013.

Coventry, December 2013.

Dalston Superstore. December 2013. 

Again Broadway Market. December 2013.

Surprising Canary Wharf

I work in Canary Wharf - boringest area in London, I dare to say. It's a major business district so one can imagine how dull it is - area full of businessmen dressed like businessmen, always in a hurry (except for Friday evenings) always serious (except for Friday evenings) and always in action.

Today I went for a short walk in the area during lunch break... I wouldn't expect to come across scene like this - boxing in the major business district?! 

And in the morning, walking from the station to the office, I came across her, the only one sitting outside, as it's freezing... She was listening to the music in her headphones and singing and dancing...

Unexpectedly lucky day for my blog...

The Girl's Boy?!

Yesterday was a girl... And today I get a boy... 

Washing up. London. 14 January, 2014

I should stop it or I might get in trouble for some privacy reasons...

Unrealized Sherlock

My cousins had binoculars.. I would stand on their balcony for hours and peer into the windows of the houses standing opposite theirs... That was long ago... I've always been and I'm still curious of what's happening beyond the windows of strangers' homes... Perhaps that's what made me a good stalker?! World has lost a great detective though...

Cooking. London, 13 December, 2014.

Prince George

Prince George is a pub just beside where I live... I'm not a big pub fan but George is a nice one... I live beside George over two years now so have passed by it million times but it's first time I paid attention to this...

I'm back to rainy London....

Leaving Home, Going Back Home

My three weeks holiday is over... It seems both a long holiday and a short holiday... It's never easy to leave Georgian home after you've got used to so much warmth around you... (Warmth not temperature-wise but warmth inside, that you absorb from people surrounding you). I feel sad... London seems far, cold and lonely from here... But that feeling shall fade away after couple of weeks...

And this picture has nothing to do with going to London but who cares?! I like the mood of it... And it somehow relates to my current mood as well...

Next post is gonna be from London city... And the next post from Georgia, probably late summer. 

Havin a fag...