Showing posts with label C-discoveries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label C-discoveries. Show all posts

March 16, 2021

Die dritte Welle


 Como en un sueño

January 30, 2021

Wandern in Ulia



































The enchanting forest  

October 30, 2020

Waves and order

El guerrero del antifaz



October 26, 2020

Sunday in La Concha


Second virus wave: refugees at sea

September 19, 2020

The end of the summer in SS

Keeping a distance, from a world in turmoil 

September 9, 2020

August 24, 2020

Back in the Nautico






























De casa al Nautico y del Nautico a casa, refugio de baños cálidos, donde respirar con la boca abierta. La calle abruma llena de enmascarados. Más aún después de dos semanas en Alemania ohne Masken.

August 5, 2020

Blue

It had to be blue, a blue sofa. Then, in the days of the closures, the chosen, the anointed blue colored fabric was not delivered. And now the new blue one is not the dreamed blue. It is a compromise. More like the "real" blue. Reality is such an unpredictable thing. And yet once it happens it seems that somehow one knew. It is my kind of obsession too.

August 3, 2020

4,2,1,0,1,0

A variation of the FD (Fine Design) 4,1,1,0,0,0 camera set. A sort of signature for my photos for this season. The picture is from my last photo session, an original first 4,2,1,0,1,0.

Girls after the bath, Pasajes

August 2, 2020

From last century





















Bought in 1998 and feeling better than ever.

August 1, 2020

July 31, 2020

G7X

First Post with the new camera, a compact CanonG7Xii that I have finally bought. Taken from the catamaran that cruises along SS, cruising with A and T. More subtle, more like life itself. If only one could observe life from afar too. 





















Paseo de Salamanca from the sea, SS

July 28, 2020

Industrial landscape





























Three boats in Pasajes San Juan

July 27, 2020

July 26, 2020

The other window


View from the back of the house in Hernani 3, SS.

July 24, 2020

Iturrikoa

During seclusion we weren't allowed to go out of SS for three months. I hadn't anyway been in Munitibar for a year - or more - before. Not even once. Now I have visited the place three week in a row.

The same look through the same window of the bedroom of my childhood summers in my grandparents house in Munitibar.

July 23, 2020

Boxed

Pasajes, Gipuzkoa