Black and white books in Cuesta de Moyano.
Looking at this photographs while listening to piano music feels almost as being there, the combination of nature and black and white film feels as something opposite and thus complementary.
Or maybe it’s just that I feel melancholic today.
A couple of photographs of different cafés in Madrid.
Is there anything better that to take along your analogue camera to nice cafés? Well, maybe drink a good coffee there…
… and geometrical.
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.
Just a pair of matches for a really tiring week… and it’s just Wednesday. Ugh.
Somewhere there’s a land where clouds walk through lonely streets, where the sea is magical and whimsical, where your mind fog is erased.