Browse Album Journey of the Private Moon in Slovakia.2016

It was hot summer of 2016 when the Private Moon come from Bucharest to Spis region and old town Levoca. From old yards to great Spis castle, from old stony square to wooden village of the poet on the top of hill the Private Moon realized a strange journey in Slovakia.

On the road from the pub met the moon, I’m taking the celestial body in the old house on the hill. Light will be in the house, unbearably bright. House of poet Erik Groch in Ulozi village.
Many years have passed, but still friendly with moon old poet. He writes, he does not writes, but his words are young and bright. House of poet Erik Groch.
It the light of the Moon as a pure soul of St.Maria. The curch of St. James in Levoca.
Prayer in the moonlight. St.James churh in Levoca
The Private Moon into the Cage. Levoca
Old yard is dark and gloomy. But the moon will come down from heaven, and a children’s fairytale return. Levoca.
Between the stones of the fortress wall. Suddenly the moon shone like a giant opal.
I was looking for the moon in the sky, and she was here on earth. Look at the stones, grass and see the light.
On the slope barely keeps the moon melts, escaping from barbarians. Many years have passed, and she was still with us, the moon forever. Spis castle.
The Private Moon under the Spis castle in red grass. She no power for the rising.