sexta-feira, 2 de novembro de 2007
quarta-feira, 10 de outubro de 2007
sexta-feira, 5 de outubro de 2007
BROKEN WINGS
Outubro 2007, Porto
The angel inside tends to try to control the devil next door. The wings give freedom to the poor minded, as they plunge of a cliff. Some are white and shiny, others dark and bright. Most of them are invisible to the human eye, but these where captured in a moment of inspiration. What you feel is the fresh air of the flight, what you don't know is that these wings are yours and mine.
"You shlould always shoot for the moon, because even if you miss, you'll land on the stars".
quarta-feira, 3 de outubro de 2007
THE RIVER OF DREAMS
Outubro 2007, Vila Nova de Gaia
Floating like an airplane on clouds, the boats cut the brown surface of the river, like a camel through the desert. Can there be anything more important than getting to the other side? Probably, but why does the sun set on the bridge? And why do the north winds always find their way south? The stream runs to the ocean and the boats try to find their way home.
"I was happy in my harbour, before you cut me loose".
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