Ghosts

Oradea is not a very well-kept or a very special town, except for its thermal waters and some buildings in the Secession style, that I liked.
There is a fortress built in he 11th century, with an important historical background, but now there are works, so there is not much to see (there are some nice photos from better days here). But it is still in use because it shelters the Visual Arts section of the University.
It was all a surprise for me, as I entered the gate and I was greeted by a white resigned ghost. The yard was populated by students' sculptures. Nobody else, on a hot Saturday afternoon, but desolated shadows and the smell of warm grass. They looked particularly appropriate and although they are just sketches and this kind of art is not my cup of tea, I liked them. They fit and each of them spoke to me loudly and clearly.
I particularly liked the mother and the child- the way they click into each other and the way they seem to tend to separate. And the paradise gate with the two angels. And the feet.
I took my time to hear them and speak to them. On my way out I met two more shadows- a young couple dressed in black that had come there for a photo session. The girl in long dress smiled and waved her fan to me.
I can't name my feelings exactly, but it was nice.