Life sometimes seems to go on a high speed, just like this photograph of a big wheel…
Randomly random, photographing stuff I discover with no connection whatsoever.
The first time I went to London (November 2016), we got lost searching I don’t even remember what…
It was a cold afternoon, with that drizzle so uncomfortable, we were tired of walking and just wanted to get to whatever spot we were visiting… but then, all of a sudden, this view:
So maybe it’s not that bad to get lost sometimes…
There’s something in blurry photographs that I just love.
I can’t say why, though.
My favourite time of the year.
With the cold weather approaching, I can feel the warm and laughter of a night in Bologna with friends that no longer live near me and that I miss terribly.
Viking fire in Stockholm, Sweden.