Scouting Portugal on my bike has been a marvellous adventure. Sometimes I imagine I am Don Quixote de la Mancha riding the fields searching for new adventures to prove his bravery to his beloved Dulcinea. Other times – most of the time, really… – the riding and the landscape take over and occupy all of my thoughts, which basically means that I’m in heaven. My mind simply shuts down. Quoting Sri Nisagardatta Maharaj, “you need nothing to be happy, but you need something to be unhappy”… Continue reading “Stripping down… Castelo de Vide”
I’m still shooting for Inatel, a campaign and a book to celebrate its 75 years. This time the plan is to visit Cabedelo’s camping park.
As a wanderluster and motorbike lover I prefer to ride my motorbike as often as possible, and this project has given me the perfect opportunity to scout Portugal on my bike! And Portugal has a very diverse landscape, from beautiful coastal roads, beautiful national roads (and motorways) crossing the mountains, interior roads cutting its way through old villages… Continue reading “Stripping down… Cabedelo”
Stripping down… Bragança
I arrive in Bragança late in the evening. 3 passengers, the pilot and the co-pilot. The small airport was empty. A taxi was supposed to pick me up. A digital clock on the wall says that I’m late. I don’t have the driver’s number to call. I don’t even know where I’m sleeping as I went to photograph the camping park. I’m shooting a campaign for INATEL Foundation, to celebrate the 75 years of the Foundation.
The bar is closed. The airport is closing. I ask the woman that is locking the doors if she can give me a ride to the town centre as she owns the only car in the parking lot. Continue reading “Stripping down… Bragança”
I must have been 15 or 16 years old when I read the book “The Transposed Heads”, by Thomas Mann. This book, inspired on an Indian legend, had a great impact on me. Continue reading “Body Talks”
Morocco, an enchanted country where magic takes over one’s perception and the imagination is set free. I wouldn’t be surprised to find Aladdin’s oil lamp, where the genie is waiting to be released and grant the 3 magical wishes to whomever rubs the lamp.
I wish… and before I have the time to finish making my wish I hear Xerazade whispering in my ear Continue reading “Once upon a time in Morocco”
The project Street Portraits is about people. And you and me.
People… they’re everywhere!
Continue reading “Street Portraits”
The exhibition “Heróis do Mar” in Milan, at The Beer Gallery.
Below a link to the articles that were published in Milan.
Continue reading ““Heróis do Mar” in Italy”
My heart races with the clouds. Sometimes they play and talk to me. They come in the shape of angels and ancient deities.
“Feelings are just visitors, let them come and go”. This is one of my favourite quotes from Mooji Ji.
Gallery: The Canvas of God
Continue reading “The Canvas of God – a reading of the project”
Um passeio pelas margens do Danúbio é um convite para fazer amigos ou para passar um bom dia. Ao longo dos imensos corredores encontramos esplanadas, cadeiras de praia, bancos de jardim, etc. Há sempre muita gente a passear, a fazer desporto, a andar de bicicleta ou de patins, a passear o cão ou as ideias. Continue reading “Viena (cont.)”