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
Last Round in Sight 