When in doubt, go to de library

Many people dream about big houses, great cars, awesome dressing rooms… But not me. Ever since I watched Disney’s “Belle and the Beast” my dream has been having a library of my own, a room just for the pleasure of the mind, with a comfy wing chair (upholstered in tweed, of course), maybe an old table and of course endless shelves with so many books I’d need several lives to read them all.

But for now, until my dream can come true (it will), I love to visit libraries, especially old ones just as this one: the Library of Trinity College Dublin.

The streets of Dublin

I came to Dublin a few years ago but it sure feels like decades. Here I’ve experienced love, hate, love again, disgust, happiness, drunkenness, disappointment… I’ve seen and grown and lived in many ways. I’ve not always felt good or in peace with the city, with the crowds, the traffic or the capricious weather, but in the end Dublin and I always came to terms. Every time I felt the urge to leave, I feel the weight of the world over my shoulders, every time I feel I can’t go on, I just walk through Dublin’s streets, sometimes solitary, sometimes full of people, with that magical light that makes me feel finally at ease. 

Molly Malone

In Dublin’s fair city,
Where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!”
“Alive, alive, oh,
Alive, alive, oh,”
Crying “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh”.
She was a fishmonger,
But sure ’twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they wheeled their barrows,
Through the streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!”


She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
But her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!”

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When I travel I love to photograph the small details of the daily life of the city, daydreaming about the people and their lives. Sometimes I wonder if I’m living the life someone else is dreaming about. And it makes me think that we took our daily routines for granted, all the stuff we see every day that maybe someone is longing to see and experience.

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Cuando viajo me encanta fotografiar los pequeños detalles de la vida diaria de la ciudad, soñando e imaginando la vida de la gente. A veces me pregunto si no estaré viviendo la vida con la que otra persona sueña. Y esto me hace pensar que damos por hecho nuestras rutinas diarias, todas las cosas que vemos cada día y que quizá alguien está deseando ver y experimentar.

Museo ABC

Museo ABC is one of my favourites in Madrid. The architecture is quite impressive, as it combines perfectly the old structure of which was the first factory of Mahou Beer in Madrid in 1891, and the needs for a modern museum and space, made by the firm Aranguren & Gallegos. Proof of that is this detail of the patio, my favourite part of the building.

Museo ABC

El Museo ABC es uno de mis favoritos de Madrid. La arquitectura es bastante impresionante, al combinar perfectamente la antigua estructura de la que fue la primera fábrica de Cervezas Mahou en 1891, y las necesidades de un museo y espacio moderno, realizado por la firma Aranguren & Gallegos. Prueba de ello es este detalle del patio, mi parte favorita del edificio.