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
Let me tell you that I am not an automobiles fan. I can appreciate a beautiful model but, I ignore everything about brands, motors, the engineering behind the machines. My approach to cars is emotional, I love the old ones - especially the very old - just because I tend to scrutinize the possible lives… Continue reading A night with cars at Winter Garden
Last Round in Sight 