L'viv: Winter Fashion

Winter in Ukraine may come with connotations of grey and desolation, but in L'viv the streets are as lively and bright in the dead of winter as they are in the summer. That vibrance is perfectly in balance with the shining personlity of yesterday's model. As she showed me around her university, the smile never waned, which is surprising considering she's years in to an intensive degree in Law.

Location: Ivan Franko National University of Lviv

Model: Anastasia (@anastasiiaberezhniuk)

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Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait
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Lviv portrait
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Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait
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Lviv portrait
Lviv portrait

Lviv : Coffee, Chocolate, and Chewbacca.

Lviv, Ukraine carries itself as a sleepy Eastern European town - with pastel buildings, charming chocolate shops, and small windy alleyways. But, sleepy it is not. Lviv is bright, colourful, and full of vibrance. 

What is truly wonderful about life as a travelling photographer is the opportunity to work with people truly passionate about the city I am visiting. Liliana grew up in Lviv, and is proud of the fact. "I love it in Lviv. I would never want to live anywhere else." And why would she? Lviv is full of chocolate shops and unique cafes. That passion for ones hometown can be rare in this part of the world - it is so refreshing to meet someone who is truly happy in their home. Come along and see Lviv from her eyes. Also, Chewbacca.

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Bonus outtakes, because how could I not share these?

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Family Vacation : Paris Edition

Family vacations are a whirlwind - especially in a completely foreign environment with only a week to explore. The Catanzaritis made the most out of their time in Paris, packing in about as much of the sights as possible - and then some. A bateau ride, museums, prix fixe dinners, and even Versailles - have a look into their very first trip abroad.

Poetry by Giuseppe Catanzariti.

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An idle curiosity is born from

The prose of quotidian living

Piquing the mind at first

And then ever swelling

A nascent snowball cascading down a

Precipitous mountainside

Its momentum ever growing

Until it is time to go


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Catanzariti bateau
Catanzariti bateau
Catanzariti Louvre
Catanzariti Louvre
Catanzariti Louvre
Catanzariti Louvre
Catanzariti Louvre
Catanzariti Tuilleries
Catanzariti Tullieries
Catanzariti Luxembourg
Catanzariti Opera
Catanzariti Opera
Catanzariti Sight Seeing
Catanzariti Genia
Catanzariti Crepe
Catanzariti Crepe
Catanzariti Latin Quartier

Human creation in all its splendor

And in all its handwrought glory

Enters the soul through the eyes

Before taking up a permanent

And warm residence in the heart

Where it is nurtured forever


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Catanzariti Sainte Chappelle
Catanzariti Saint Chappelle
Catanzariti Saint Chappelle
Catanzariti Saint Chappelle
Catanzariti Saint Chappelle
Catanzariti Saint Chappelle
Catanzariti Orsay
Catanzariti Orsay
Catanzariti Orsay
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Catanzariti Orsay
Catanzariti Orsay

Mementos for those who

Couldn’t come along

And for the itinerant patrons too

Simple physical keepsakes

To stimulate happy recollections


Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping
Catanzariti Shopping

Palatial monuments to the

Grandeur of revered leaders

Of finished states stand today

Despite the vicissitudes of time

So that every man might learn

That every man is born a king


Catanzariti Versailles
Catanzariti Versailles
Catanzariti Versailles
Catanzariti Versailles
Catanzariti Versailles
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Catanzariti Versailles

Merrymaking is mortal

But memories are eternal

Never dying but ever growing

The towers and the churches

Beheld and felt firsthand

Are but earthly monuments

While experiences are cosmic

There can be no going back

Not as the same person

Left behind back home

As home has become nothing

More than a slippery notion

In our newfound selves


Catanzariti Leaving
Catanzariti Eiffel
Catanzariti Eiffel
Catanzariti Eiffel
Catanzariti Eiffel
Catanzariti Arc de Triompf
Catanzariti Notre Dame
Catanzariti Notre Dame

31 hours in Amsterdam and all I got were these 'dam puns

Take an overnight bus to Amsterdam from Paris for the day, they said. It'll be fun, they said. Well, yeah, it was fun. It was also a complete blur - and not entirely for the reasons I'm sure everyone here is now assuming. With just about 3 hours of sleep thanks to some of the least conscientious fellow bus-riders, we arrived in Amsterdam at the unholy time of 6AM on Sunday morning - so early, in fact, that there was no train to take us from the random Eurolines station to the city center for another 30 minutes. So it goes.

Upon arriving at the central station, we found ourselves on eerily quiet streets of the concentric canals. Having been in Amsterdam many times before, my biggest take away has always been how crowded the center is, so now being the only people on most streets was a pretty surreal experience. The deep haze seemed to exist solely to drive this point home.

The remainder of the day was spent in a sleepless stupor doing our best to make the most of the 6 hours we had before checking in to our hotel. Visited all the hot spots, naturally, and I may or may not have squealed when I discovered there was now a Primark in the city center. I also may or may not have had a bucket of water thrown on my from a high-up window - and no, I was nowhere near the Red Light district at the time.

Overall, our 31 hours in Amsterdam were well spent, if not only because of the three servings of cone frites I endulged in - and after the sweltering summer spent in Macedonia and Crete, the haze and cool air was more than welcomed.

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Oude Kerk, Amsterdam
Oude Kerk, Amsterdam
Oude Kerk, Amsterdam
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Stedelijk Museum Amsterdam
Amsterdam Museumplein
@selfiesacrosseurope at Amsterdam Museumplein
Amsterdam shop Mineralen Fossielen
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back to bulgaria : sofia edition

Spending only a week in Sofia, I don't feel properly equipped to make a fair judgement on the city. But, it overall left a positive impression. With gorgeous Central-European inspired intertwined with Soviet and Byzintine archetectures, walking the city streets was a constant pleasant surprise. All pleasant until you happen upon a statue with eyeballs, that is.

The standout building is of course the famous Alexander Nevsky Cathedral which dominates the roundabout upon which it sits. Our Airbnb was literally on the corner, so we were lucky enough to get glimpses of it every day even doing mundane tasks like running to the grocery store. 

But for me, the best bit was a table in an outdoor market chock-full of vintage analog cameras, from which I walked away with a ФЭД-2 (FED-2) Soviet Leica clone. I've already run a roll through it, and can't wait to get it developed. Stay tuned!

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Window painter - Sofia
Sofia Camera Table
analog heaven - Sofia
FED-2 Soviet Leica Clone
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Chupa Chups - Sofia
Kubrick in Sofia
High noon - Sofia
National Assembly Bulgaria
National Assembly Bulgaria
Sofia Cathedral
Sunset in Sofia
Alexander Nevsky Sunset

skopje 2017 : the city planners must be drunk

Eclectic. Contradictory. Identity crisis. It's hard to describe the capital of Macedonia. Skopje 2014 was/is an initiative to modernize and give an identity to Skopje. Large structures were planned - some since completed, some still in the works - and statues were seemingly thoughtlessly placed in any available spot. It's as if the universe had some statues for lunch, and bad seafood for dinner - and the streets, bridges, and buildings of Skopje were the victims of this circumstance. I cannot adequately express just how many statues are here - I'm half convinced that there's a statue of me and you unceremoniously placed somewhere downtown. 

In addition to the surreal nature of open and completely empty plazas surrounded by modern government buildings pumping Christmas music in the +95F weather of August, the city, like many other Balkan cities, hosts an old Ottoman neighbourhood. Now a lively Turkish bazaar, one can get lost in the winding cobble-stoned streets, relax in a canopied courtyard and sip Turkish tea, or of course shop. The contradictions are not limited to Ottoman versus Western, though. No, no. The Western bits like to contradict themselves with Soviet-era concrete buildings sprinkled in to modern buildings of every architectural style - some so new that they look and feel like the backlot of a Hollywood movie studio. 

The charms of Skopje don't end with it's oddities. The sunsets have proven stellar. And we all know of my penchant for a good sunset

Skopje sweeping sunset
Orthodox Church Skopje
Orthodox Church and Mother Teresa House Skopje
Skopje Art Bridge
Stone Bridge Hotel Skopje
Cuba in Skopje
Skopje peering statues
Skopje Marriott hotel
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Skopje Turkish Bazaar from above
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Turkish Bazaar Skopje
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Skopje Turkish Bazaar calligraphy
Skopje Turkish Bazaar street cat
Skopje Post Office
Skopje golden hour