There were sounds, so gentle, so quiet, too close to the sound of silence. Some barking dog over there, maybe a solitary noise of a motor, far away, diminishing every minute, until its dissipation in the air, as a pale color on a canvas, turning almost white. The night progressed slowly, charged by dark hues… Continue reading Clank in the morning
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 