'House and Dog'
I made this photo in Caraíva, a small town in Bahia covered in sand, where cars are not allowed and you arrive after a short boat ride. A little paradise where time seems to move slower, softer. A rustic, quiet house is overlaid with the singular presence of a dog and fragments of leaves - the breath of nature everywhere. It felt like a film negative. But instead of absence, there was fullness. Instead of inversion, a deep harmony between animal, home, and land. Like a small poem made of light and intuition.
'Fishermen'
In the stillness of Coqueiros Beach, Trancoso, a fisherman sits at the bow of his boat, gazing out at the vast blue sea. It’s as though the ocean and the man are connected by something unspoken, a peaceful moment of contemplation. Overlaid with a wooden window, typical of Trancoso architecture, the image feels like a window to a quiet inner world. The photo reminds me of the pleasure of solitude - silence woven with the joy of surrendering to the infinite blue sea.
'Ceará'
Taken in the countryside of Ceará, Brazil, this photo captures a moment of simplicity and quiet. A man drives an old yellow truck, his eyes focused on the road ahead. Behind him, a modest house, its door and window offering a glimpse into a simpler life. A bike leans casually against the wall, resting in stillness. The image is overlaid with faint traces of cave drawings, their mysterious forms blending with the scene - like echoes from the past. In this tranquil moment, the truck, the house, and the bike speak to the timeless rhythm of rural life, where movement and stillness coexist, and history quietly lingers.
'South Downs'
Men walking into the fog in Brighton near the West Pier and an image of a place where I got lost on the South Downs just before the sunset on a cold day of January. England 2017. It was getting dark and we were in the middle of nowhere, between some private farms, animals, fences, trails and a vastness on all sides. It was one of the most beautiful places in England and I could not see or feel anything other than my frozen hand holding my frozen camera, on that cold, wet January. A little before dusk, we came across this cinematographic path. The photo is a memory from that long and beautiful day in the South Downs. The other photo shows the old pillars in Brighton beach. The fog took over the air on that day, covering the old pier and together, with their simplicity, both photos created this new landscape, full of hope and ideas.
'Blue window'
It was an exciting summer in London. I climbed one of the big hills on Hampstead Heath, up to
one of the most panoramic views over the city and its buildings. The sun went down slowly
moving through the hours, until it finally disappeared about 10pm. I caught the couple far away
with my lens. They were enjoying the evening, living the moment in its total fullness. The
connection that they had, which can be seen from their conversation is added to by the nuances
of the sunset, the green of the park, the white of the houses and a little of the darkness of night.
The overlapping photo is a window of a pub in the backstreets of Islington, North London. I like
windows because in some poetic sense, they are like the eyes of the world, helping us to see
through to the outside. Through this window, inside the pub, you can see a hand, which reminded
me of the Hamsa, a symbol in both Judaism and Islam.
'I will love you for the rest of my life'
A man enjoys the late afternoon by the River Trancoso. The image is overlaid with a piece of graffiti found on a London wall. The sentence floats across the water, connecting distant geographies - Bahia and London - and folding them into one poetic thought. The phrase might speak to a person, but it could also be a love letter to a place. There’s a quiet reverence in the moment, like a pause where feeling deepens.
'Queen of the sea I'
Every year on the 2nd of February, in Trancoso, southern Bahia, people gather by the sea to
celebrate Yemanjá, the queen of the sea. It’s a day of beauty and ritual, when flowers are offered
to the waves in a gesture of faith and gratitude. I took this photo in 2018. Two young girls were
dancing at the shore, their dresses light in the breeze, their laughter and happiness contagious.
They were dancing as part of a Candomblé ceremony by the sea - an offering in itself. The photo
overlaps with the image of a single flower resting on the shore. That afternoon felt suspended, like
time itself had stopped to watch them. There was something eternal in their dance - free, tender,
full of life.
'Horse'
A horse wanders through the heart of Quadrado, Trancoso’s historic square, passing by the
white façade of São João Batista Church. The scene is overlaid with a quiet stretch of sand and
clouds from Ceará, in northern Brazil. Two skies meet in one frame. The silhouette of the horse
blends with the wall, as if it belonged there all along. It’s a simple, passing moment - one of those
everyday sights that often go unnoticed, yet carry the quiet poetry of life just as it is.
'Flower Sea I'
'Caraíva'
I made this photo in Caraíva, a small town in Bahia covered in sand, where cars are not allowed
and you arrive after a short boat crossing. A place where time moves slowly. A rustic house
stands quietly under the warm light, overlaid with the textured skin of a tree trunk - nature’s own
signature. A satellite dish rests in front of the house, a small sign of distance reaching outward.
The image holds a quiet contrast: rootedness and signal, stillness and connection. It’s a small
meditation on place, presence, and the soft tension between nature and technology.
'Disquiet'
The image was taken in Portugal in the summer of 2019, while I was exploring the back streets of
Belém, one of Lisbon's prettiest neighbourhoods. The encounters of shadows and light, the
charming architecture, the vivid colours, they all contributed to a kind of daydream experience.
Fernando Pessoa once said, "Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life". Combining
everyday images is my way of inventing beauty yet nevertheless ignoring life too.
'Brunswick Square'
At night in Brunswick Square, between Brighton and Hove, three figures walk along the pavement,
their bodies in the shadows of elegant façades. The square is quiet, lit by street lamps. There’s a
feeling of melancholy, a sense of drifting. The image is overlaid with seawater, its texture blurring
the boundaries, as if the tide had reached the city and softened everything it touched. A moment
suspended between shelter and exposure, night and sea.
''Three Cyclists
Three men returning from work at the end of the day on a remote beach in Ceará, Brazil, are overlaid with an image of a rainy afternoon in London. Two worlds that seem entirely opposite - one bathed in tropical light and barefoot simplicity, the other cloaked in grey skies and hurried lifestyle. Yet both speak to the same rhythm of labour, the human relationship with water - whether as rain or sea - and the unspoken poetry of everyday survival.
'Manoel'
In the late afternoon light of Coqueiros Beach, Trancoso, Manoel - a well known pineapple seller
and beloved local figure - walks slowly along the shore with the day’s remaining pineapples. The
beach is quiet, nearly empty, the sea calm. It’s a familiar rhythm, part of the everyday life of
Trancoso. The image is overlaid with sea foam, like a soft summer rain drifting through the scene.
I took this image in 2016.
'Paris'
By the river Seine, in the late afternoon light, a musician plays his instrument alone into the
landscape of bridges and boats. Overlaid with the image of a Parisian window - aged wood, delicate curtain, the quiet charm of everyday French beauty - the scene feels like a gentle song. A tribute to the city, to fleeting light, to life’s quieter rhythms. Paris, singing to itself.
'Swimmers'
The advantage of the sunrise in the winter in England is its colours. After a strong cup of coffee I was on the beach at 6.30am witnessing the meeting at the end of the night and the beginning of the day. The sun was filling the sky with an intense yellow, when I noticed two young men emerging from the water. They were as red as watermelon but their smiles were bigger than Brighton’s pier in the background and their eyes gleamed brighter than the sun in the big yellow sky. Overlaid with an image of waves. Brighton, England 2017.
'Sea and Sky #3'
The immensity of the sea has always enchanted and captivated me. An afternoon walk along the coast near my home, the sky presented me with a superb, rich pink. That’s all I can remember from that day. The colours that day in the sky could have turned the busiest, most talkative mind into a meditative one. I stared at it for a long time, and was fortunate to end up home with it captured in my camera. The overlapping water helps to keep the memory alive, a small space of time as the cold afternoon turns into an evening at 4pm in the depths of midwinter. Taken during the winter in Hove, England 2017.
'Flower Sea II'
'Bather'
A cold winter morning, walking with my camera along Hove beach. In those early hours of the day, the sunshine warms and illuminates the blue sea. On this day a group of sea swimmers arrived. I watched their friendship and elegance from a distance, approached and hoped that they would let me take some photographs. They immediately said yes and suddenly, they were already in the sea. After a few minutes, one at a time, they began to return. The water must have been extremely cold. Such an inspiring group of people. The girl in the photo was the last to enter the sea and the last one to leave. She spent some time alone, as if she was reflecting over something important or maybe she was just contemplating the emptiness, letting herself be carried away by the beauty that the immensity of the sea can give us. The hut is a separate photo, common along this part of the seafront. It adds an imaginary world into the girls’ dreams and thoughts.
'Sea and Sky #1'
The peace provided by the sea in this spot attracts locals all throughout the year. Like all seas around the world it is a great and eternal source of energy. It was a cold February afternoon, but the waves were calm and the breeze was bringing a bit of tranquility to the beach. Blue is my favorite color and on this occasion it was even more attractive: blue of the sea and blue of the sky, and in between a yellow sunset. In Brazil, we call the Goddess of the sea ‘Yemanja’, herself famous for her blue hues. This was my offering to her. Taken during the winter in Hove, England 2017.