A cold December wind blew, and the families went out to stroll through the Portuense streets. The Christmas lights were scattered everywhere, the children’s voices of happiness were everywhere through the narrow streets of Porto, and the scent of roasted chestnut brought to mind stories of childhood that remained to be told to the little … More Porto at winter time!
“Manchester,” Dariya said in a cheerful voice. I imagined during the trip from London to Manchester what the city would be like. “There,” Dariya said suddenly, pointing to the city, “we are already at Piccadilly Station. It was not the closest station to the Christmas market, however, it would only take 18 minutes on foot. … More Manchester – Christmas Market
I ran my fingers over the books, feeling each story inside the coloured covers. I could imagine them writing every preface just as I’m writing mine, scratching line after line when words did not come out as I wish they would. For a few moments, my body became immobilised and I simply focused on what … More Books
Today I will remember you like this, with a black and white photograph, more precisely black on white. As I was carried away, I began to dream, what would have been the session of the French Joseph Nicéphore Niépce in taking the first permanent photograph of the world, in 1826, in black and white.
My observation was between the dark blue sky and the stars. I was fascinated to observe them. It had been weeks and weeks since that night, but the starry sky did not leave my head. From one moment to the next, several thoughts filled my head: -What would it be like to observe the stars … More Stars!
The course today was around the city. I do not know how long I sat there, not moving, watching the people passing by on the street. It may have been several hours. It was a temperature of twenty-eight, and the sky was with a perfect cloudless blue to not disturb the magnificent landscape.
Oh city with history, Oh city full of light, Oh city of wine! I am a witness that I could get lost in this small town, between small streets and great avenues, with houses more and more colourful and full of history through the smell of fresh paint. Porto offers a harmonious synthesis of ancient … More Porto – river Douro
Narrator. “Phoebe would suddenly close her eyes, bringing her fingers to her eyelids, as if she could go back in time and return to the forest. Phoebe – It was a temperature of 10 degrees, the tar was slippery and the trees were painted in various shades of brown, orange and yellow. The trip to … More The road to the mountain
When the artist is the inspiration we can reveal the art, we choose to hide her person yet. The artist sees and sometimes finds in the small things of life, an inspiration. Grace was in the center of the parking lot, with light hair, a pale face with cheekbones in a very subtle pink, a … More Minimalist inspiration – Grace
Friendship and love are the main feelings that give meaning to our lives. Something you can not describe in a genuine way, but you can feel it in a natural way and makes your stocks unique. Life sometimes separates us from who we love most, a family member or a friend and all those whom we … More The Friendship!