Finally got some time to post my tests in the studio. These are made to test lighting setups mostly.
Fresh Stuff from the Studio B
Praga in the Summer
When it is warm and the smell of the streets saturates your nostrils a feeling that is undescribable flows through the whole body. This feeling is more than common for me when I am in Prague. The narrow streets, small pubs and the mind blowing architecture surrounds me.
But wait, track back. There was also the road trip to Praga before that with my buddies… thats when we went through Poland and into the Czech Republic by small car.

Old town was empty when we came there. This almost never happens unless the security guard forgets to lock the gate.
And then we met people from Germany and wondered the streets some more after partying. In the end, finding a small pub for drinks.
Architecture and Street Riots
The architecture in Warsaw is a big mix between very modern and classical buildings. The buildings built in the Soviet era are not being restored, but slowly eroding, to make room for new structures. The city will take a very modern look this way in some years. In fact, it seems that is what people want. They want nothing to do with the old Russian domination and want to see a new chapter in the Polish history built on modernity and economic successes.

Palace of science and culture built by Stalin after the end of the Second World War as a 'gift' to Poland.
There was yet another incident of social unrest in Warsaw today (July 20th, 2009). The riot police was out in the center in full gear. Crowds gathered beside a building which is meant to be torn down to make way for a new museum. There is tear gas in the air and people are walking away covering their faces. Around the building there are ambulances and riot police.
What happened here is another case of job layoffs. Adding to the country’s approximate rate of 11% unemployment. The civil unrest is not uncommon on the streets of Warsaw. Just the other week I spotted another demonstration which marched peacefully down Sventokryska Street.
The experience of some older Warsaw residents is different from the protesting mobs of today. People who were born in the 50′s in Poland enjoyed high job security and worked their way into a deserving pension. These pensions were paid by the Soviet government. In the 1980s the streets of Warsaw were rocked by protests about the rising prices in the Soviet Union and again in 1989 for the flight to secure solidarity.
This time there is another force that pushes down on the Polish social structure; the European Union. In this article you can read about how
The E.U. has ordered Poland’s shipyards over the last few months to pay back hundreds of millions of dollars in what it deems illegal state aid. Since none of the shipyards were able to do so, bankruptcy and fire sales have cut down an industry that has long been of central importance both to Poland’s economy and its sense of national pride. The unions that fought to save the shipyards have come away angry at both the E.U. and Poland’s liberal government, which can claim only a Pyrrhic victory at best.
All in all, the streets were crowded and riot police surrounded the building where merchants stood their ground, refusing to leave. The full story here.
The protests have died down now, and it is time for me to leave to Prague in order to make my way slowly to Greece.
Enough about the heavy subjects. Here are some more photos. Some of them display the dissapearance of the old Soviet architecture by way of decay. There is a huge contrast between the old and the recently built buildings. The city is growing and transforming. Alarmingly reminding me of North American commercial super-highways.

Old building in Warsaw built in the Soviet era. The residents were given a three month notice to leave because the building is going to be demolished.
Warsaw and the Family: Part 2
The rest of the time in Warsaw was about exploring and meeting family.
Chris and I went to an outdoor classical music concert in the rural part of Warsaw (yes they exist). The night air was sharp with exitement and the musicians were amazing.
Krakow: The Scenic Route
So I also went and saw Krakow…
Yup, its a beautiful city with a nice vibe. Drank beer, ate local food and walked around with my cousin Peter.
Warsaw and the family: Part 1
After the long awaited meetting with all my family I came to stay with my cuz Chris. This guy is working hard all his life and now things are lining up in his life. The only obstacle is that he sometimes does not see it as it happens. We met in Germany and from then on, I made a promise to return to see him or else drag him out to wherever I am. Chris is serious and contemplative, he plays the piano at night. I can feel his thoughts as the notes light up the night sky. We all desire roughly the same things as men. We just have to go and get it and not look back or look down…
It was amazing hanging out with Chris and his friends in Warsaw. Since I love this guy like a brother and we understand each other instantly, its easy to interact in a social setting. Although the people made a lasting impression on me at this event, my camera happened to have fallen on the old architecture of the buildings. As soon as my eyes connected with the details of the buildings I was taken back 14 years to Ukraine. The same buildings with the same mailboxes and the same… same… same… it felt like time travel.

Hallway of an old Warsaw apartment building. This Soviet design reminds me of my friends house in Ukraine.
Riding through the streets of Warsaw is always nice. Even better when Chris drives…
Travel Summary: Arriving in Warsaw
You can always see fellow backpackers in the summer in Europe. You know exactly who they are because of the huge load they carry. As we pass each other we exchange looks of understanding. In this look is a mix of mutual respect, excitement and openness that we share. This look is sweet and unmistakable.
Arriving in Poland was a first leg of the trip. My family welcomed me there and it was instantly like home. Warsaw, being a huge and busy city never fails to phase me the first time I arrive. The busy traffic and the hustle just sets me into a whole different pace.
As soon as I arrived in Warsaw, my thoughts trailed to the bitter realization that I would not be able to see someone who usually greets me ever again. My uncle passed away this year and I was too late to see him for the last time. His death was unexpected and very tragic, as he was the cornerstone of the family in Poland. A soldier in the war and a high ranking army official and businessman, he was one of the smartest men I have ever had the honor to encounter. Being in his apartment made me recollect all my memories and say my goodbyes.
The Long Road to Warsaw
After arriving in Amerdam in the beginning of July I almost instantly set off to Rotterdam, from there to Ulrecht and then off to Warsaw. I went by train and had to cross Germany. From Frankfurt to Berlin and then to Warsaw.
The way was long and rather uneventful for the first few hours. After I switched a train the connections started happening. Right away I met a french engineering student and a Dutch football player who were both heading to Poland. One to work and the latter to join a new football team. The sun was setting and the fields were rolling as we spoke. It was a perfect start to the trip.
Summary of My Travel Summary

Me on the sands of Olympus
Before I can begin to describe my current surroundings I have to put behind me a very important part of my journey. This journey took me from Amsterdam through Germany, into Eastern Europe, Greece and Turkey. During this trip I met people who challenged how I think, who I am and how everything I know works. These welcome challenges taught me a lot and perhaps my images can sometimes hint on the lessons. But perhaps they will only be fleeting colors on the computer screen as the mouse wheel rolls along. In truth, probably no one will see as much imagery and feeling from these images as me.
The later posts will be all about recapping my recent journey and sharing my experiences. Some places will not be covered as much as others for a lack of time, but I assure you they are all full of stories. Some cities will be missed entirely for now, perhaps later to come back and amuse.
When People ask me about my city…
There have been numerous times during my trip where I had to explain a lot about my city. There have been a lot of rosy misconceptions about Vancouver in that it is the best place in the world and everyone there is doing great. Although most of the time I praise the city and its inhabitants, it is also important to look at the sad truths of Vancouver.
This article outlines what I sometimes have to relate to people about East Hastings and the general drug abuse problem: http://www2.canada.com/vancouvercourier/news/story.html?id=ef8d52a3-a848-46fc-8600-ea5a015f34eb
























































































