All over the world, the rhythm of a city beats within its markets.

People navigate through maze-like paths, as if unconsciously participating in a huge psychological experiment.

Architecture enables urban life, yet provides with beauty and inspiration.

A single moment tells the entire story of a stranger.

Happiness is contagious, even when it is related to a stranger.

Those who pass in front of me, leave some clues of my leftovers.

States are huge, but the city is infinite.

The authentic stories of a city is all over its walls.

Come close, even closer, till you can hear the petals whispering.

They always come back, just in time. I can count on them, and on nature, and myself.

To me, landscape photography is not composition, nor subject, but rather the light.

Thorn is a leaf that had no choice but to adjust.

Reaching upwards without loosing hold in the ground, wind will be my redemption, light will nourish my thoughts.

A drop of water never dries when it flows with other drops.

Just as taking photos, the sailor's love is entirely made of the waiting.