1. Forest. Santiago de Compostela. April 2011
2. Countryside road. Menorca. October 2011


    Madrid - May 2011


             Gordo Na Macaret - Menorca, June, 2011.


Painted by Marc Moroux.


Masada & Dead Sea, Israel, Summer 2007.

1. Masada, mountains
2. the dead sea, Jordan in the other side.

I will be publishing more pictures from this trip in the following days.  

Límites - Juan Gelma

¿ Quién dijo alguna vez: hasta aqui la sed,
hasta aquí el agua ?

¿ Quién dijo alguna vez: hasta aquí el aire,
hasta aquí el fuego ?

¿ Quién dijo alguna vez: hasta aquí el amor,
hasta aqui el odio ?

¿ Quién dijo alguna vez: hasta aquí el hombre,
hasta aquí no ?

Sólo la esperanza tiene las rodillas nítidas 

Paul Simon – April Come She Will


o gato comeu a lingua.


estoy en madrid.

I will be here for a month.


I always loved sketching, it's relaxing



 Foggy days.

Feels good hiding behind the trees.

memorias de guapé

Guapé (here) - Minas Gerais, Brasil

The town was flooded  in 1963 to build a dam, today the old house is in the middle of the river, and what's left from our lands are little small islands, the ferry is a transportation of extreme importance connecting the farms to the main land. It once had tourists and commerce, today though it's just a small town lost in the middle of nowhere.


pictures from wadi rum, december 2010

I recently got awarded by the  awesome Felix Curds from Happy Un-birthdays with the Versatile BloggerAward. I usually don't answer awards because I think there is nothing important from my routine to be shared, therefore I'm making an exception because felix and everyone here gives me so many lovely insightful inputs, so why not sharing a little about my insignificant existence ;)
Part of the award is to share 7 facts about one self then share some love and pass it on. (felix I copied your text a bit, lol, my bad english and laziness are bigger than me) 

I'm sharing it with leno, indie.tea,EllaSina kauri, Emilia

 It's hard to write 7 things about myself, but I will try. ok, so here we go,

1. I never smile on pictures, mostly the self-portraits, it makes me feel ridiculous sitting all alone smiling to a camera. yeah, I hate my smile and my prominent fangs.

2. I am anti-social and I love my sofa, in swedish it's called Soffpotatis, the introspectiveness I share with a lot of music and my favorite movies. 

3. I hate the subways and public transportations on weekends, it stinks of alcohol, seriously I  can drink but sweds drink way too much when they do.

4. I have 7 siblings from 2 different  families, I'm the oldest...yeah, no tv.

5. I bake almost everyday.

6. My friends call me little walking disaster, because I'm always tripping on my shoes, falling from the bicycle, walking with my skirt tucked in my underwear leaving behind a map of bruises. 

7. In my ideal word we should all live in a movie. Daydreaming is much more interesting than reality.

That's it. 


drive to read

When I was In jordan I gave a photography workshop for children from unprivileged areas (East Amman and Zarqa) who were taking part of a USAID/AED-founded project called "DRIVE TO READ"

"Through the program‚ a mobile library offers free educational‚ cultural‚ and recreational activities to young people ages 6–12 in Amman‚ Jordan.
Three times a week‚ the “bookmobile” visits parks‚ schools‚ and community centers in high-need neighborhoods‚ including those with large concentrations of refugees.
Drive to Read provides a versatile platform for promoting a culture of reading for education and for pleasure. It engages children and youth in the art projects‚ science demonstrations‚ computers‚ and other activities that reinforce learning."

My task was to give them portable cameras, teach them the basics of photography and to show them an artistic point of view. They were all given the assignment to create a story around a photo. The goal with the project was also to encourage them to become inspired by photography, and to teach them see what lies beyond the pictures.
I was so happy when Angie (4th picture) sent me the photos they took. It felt like I was part of something, that in a very small way I made a difference...