The anemic white-coloured sun we had that day gave throughout the picture a sepia tonality I really find appropriate.
Interesting the detail of these two fellas cleaning the hull. I wonder what stories do they tell each other? Obscene ones for sure.
The summer is gone and the winter is on the horizon
October 6th, 2007 by Miquel No comments »
Autumn; this season of transition. From the warm summer to the freezing winter. When all the creatures have to get ready for the tough times that approach. The following is a poem that summarizes the melancholy associated with autumn:
Who now has no house, will not build one (anymore).
Who now is alone, will remain so for long,
will wake, and read, and write long letters
and back and forth on the boulevards
will restlessly wander, while the leaves blow.
by Rainer Maria Rilke
Do not impair the flow of the city
September 25th, 2007 by Miquel No comments »Throughout London you can commonly find yourself being “guided” when walking along the streets. Fenced crosswalks is the normal practice here.
It is not just impractical but it also attempts against one’s freedom to decide where to cross even though Parkour begginers might find it quite useful. That’s provably how Damian Walters began and look at him now.
Anyway, back to the point. In an artistic way I look for transmitting an exaggerated feeling of what’s explained above in the following pictures.
Building in the north-western corner
May 31st, 2007 by Miquel No comments »
Facts:
Piccadilly Circus comes from circus – from the Latin word meaning a circle – and piccadill – a term used for various kinds of collars that became fashionable in the late 16th century.
The electric advertisements placed in the corners of Piccadilly Circus first appeared in the early 1900s although only one building now carries them.
Coca-Cola has had a sign at Piccadilly Circus since 1955.
Scottish Landscapes
May 7th, 2007 by Miquel No comments »From all the photos I took throughout the journey I had around the British Islands, the ones from the Scottish Highlands are my favourites. Maybe because every picture in itself transmits the inevitably feeling of loneliness – they represent a vast scenery and maybe you can distinguish a house, an empty road, a boat, etc. Beautiful but sad at the same time.
