Landscapes again

Plain ones. Continuously tired, like a low contrast image.

Black and white colors

Simply cliches

The infinite finite picture

The sea.

Infinite source of freedom, vitality and peace in a finite world.

I don’t know if it is Camus influence in my life, or if I was simply born with this attraction.

For me, the sea is one of the things from nature which tell me that no matter how much we’d strive to mess up this world, it will always be finite and meaningful in a much bigger picture than us.

I will never have the photographic skill to show how much that salt scent, that windy beach and that clear horizon mean in my life. Neither will the words.