Blue lights and windows

In Paris there is a neighbourhood that scapes time, there is a heart that is pounding silently, a secret voyeur of the city from its hill. A place that has lived many lives and has been a witness of wonderful art.

And in a small square of this oasis, a few blue lights and a beautiful window.

What do windows have that I love so much?

Blue lights and windows

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Stockholm in black and white

… and geometrical.

Stockholm

From some time now I’ve been noticing how people are really scared of failure, of seeking help (mostly in the workplace), finally of moving on and experiment. I’m not a good example of risk-taking (most of the time) but I do love to evolve, to move, to learn new things, I wouldn’t want to become … well, squared. I like to embrace accidents like this one. They might hide something magnificent.

 

Coffee time

I spend most of my time in different cafés, looking through my camera the clients, the mood, the coffee, all the stories that pop up into my mind while drinking a good served coffee. I always carry around a notebook, my fountain pen and the old analogue camera I got in a street market. I could use a smartphone but I feel it kills part of the fun, as I firmly believe that some things take time and the only way to enjoy them is by slowing down our steps.