Been away from photography for quite a while, come back has not been an easy thing. Out of ideas, and creativity being at its worst makes selecting a subject of interest a hell of a trivia.
I love film and I love film cameras. They have been made to drag you out of the house and most of what people or any other social living being has been made for.
Sometimes, bad luck knocks your door, caught you by surprise and nails you indoors for a hell lot of time. Then, something nice happens, gets you started and feel quite of an urge to get out and resume drawing that line right where you left it.
A lovely gift from a best friend that really knocked my socks off.
Sunsets have been made for color, but trying them in black and white can make them look more dramatic.
Being human, a worthy reminder of what being human is all about. A strong moment of a man sharing some of all he has with a few stray kittens
It is that door thing again. I have not defined yet why things like that attract me, but for sure I like the hard carved textures time has left on this.
Just the remaining of what once used to be a tree. Naked just like bones whitened by the time passed by and with lots of texture pronounced by a harsh evening light.