That evening was cold. Upon my first contact with Prospect Park in Brooklyn I knew, felt, a different impression to the one I perceived at Central Park. Call it "intimacy". Maybe it was the colors, or the narrow paths, sinously drawn, through the carpet of leaves. But let me tell you that I fell in love with… Continue reading Autumn in Prospect Park
Asturias again. I have a lot of images waiting for post processing, but I have been immersed in some important changes for my family's future, changes that are going to offer a new scope to my photography passion for sure. But, I can't say anything more. However, tonight - revisiting my catalog of raw pictures -… Continue reading Board in red
Cities for walking, that was my definitive impression about Oviedo, Llanes, Avilés, Gijón, in Asturias. I felt enchanted by those scenarios, well prepared for human activity and pleasure. There was a cafe here, a beautiful square over there; a small restaurant in a corner, one sculpture beyond, and surrounding everything, windows, doors, stone walls, from… Continue reading Streets of Asturias (Part two)
It had been awhile since the last time I ran in the rain. The beautiful Gijón gave me that pleasure in the best way: suddenly and without the possibility to get a dry spot in a rapid movement. Sometimes we have the opportunity to appreciate those unique moments in life, and while the drops… Continue reading Rainy day at Gijón
Last Round in Sight 