August Afternoon

Back from work today and flat mate no.1 is already sleeping on the balcony sofa…The frappé on the table is evidence of an effort to stay awake and do some reading, but apparently the energy-steeling summer breeze had different plans.


And there it goes…another wasted afternoon..


…but who cares? It’s August!

Summer smells

Let's play a game. I will name the following photos as a pretentious artist would...

Sea and she


Hope?


Me & you


Azzurro Greco


Heatwave reflections


Alien invaders

Stop giving names to your photos. Words are countable. Images are not.

The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie

Mind the children darling, I'll be at the court with Rafael.


Why won't you pay a visit to Florence's suite, while I am showering?


It's so boring here.


I'd rather wait for you by the pool.


I will order your favorite cocktail for you.

Hair red, sky blue

I think it was about time I got a bit creative...

What you see is the red hair of a teenage girl, blowing through the open window of a running car.

What you listen, is nestorisbianca.

Nothing too elaborate. No color corrections, or fancy video effects. Just a slide show with music. Hope you enjoy.

From my window right now...