Temporada de Patos*

Un pato - Natalie Lafourcade

*Do filme "Temporada de Patos".

Ódio?

Ódio por ele? Não... Se o amei tanto,
Se tanto bem lhe quis no meu passado,
Se o encontrei depois de o ter sonhado,
Se à vida assim roubei todo o encanto...

Que importa se mentiu? E se hoje o pranto
Turva o meu triste olhar, marmorizado,
Olhar de monja, trágico, gelado
Como um soturno e enorme Campo Santo!

Ah! Nunca mais amá-lo é já bastante!
Quero senti-lo d’outra, bem distante,
Como se fora meu, calma e serena!

Ódio seria em mim saudade infinda,
Mágoa de o ter perdido, amor ainda.
Ódio por ele? Não... não vale a pena. 

Florbela Espanca, in Livro de Soror Saudade

Un Amour de Jeunesse

This is not just "another french movie" to add to my list... This is in fact a french movie too good to be true.

If someone had told me about this movie, its story specially, I wouldn't probably believe. Me, myself, even think I'm silly for the "been there, done that" feeling felt throughout the movie... The love, the architecture, the music - "Gracias A La Vida" song -, the photography - and the very good photography of the movie - and, as this wasn't all good, hurtful and beautiful enough, there's the time. Of course.

"The rest, of course, is open to interpretation."

Un Amour de Jeunesse

Time and Space

Home is where your heart is

by Afonso

with Nikon FM

Today's details

Include an old and dear combo to me.

 

One time around the sun without you

It's been a long time, a long time now since I've seen you smile.

Ten long trips around the sun since I last saw that smile, but only joy and thankfulness that on a tiny world in the vastness, for a couple of moments in the immensity of time, we were one.

Ann Druyan (December 19, 2006)

Reminiscing

Islas Cies [more here].

by Afonso

with Nikon FM

Shadows

In these familiar streets, I see shadows... everywhere.

Ignorant and Happy

Não há dúvida que a vida vai mudando. Muito, constantemente. Por vezes de uma forma que não permite que volte atrás, que desfaça o que fiz, o que fui fazendo. Mas depois, depois existem aqueles pensamentos imutáveis que estão cá sempre. Que me acompanham mesmo que mude a geografia do sítio onde me encontro. Vão, estão sempre comigo porque são indissociáveis, tatuados os sentimentos na pele, em que mesmo que pinte por cima, não desaparecem. Finjo apenas que não estão lá porque não os vislumbro ao primeiro olhar, mas depois, se ficar concentrada e fixada, começo a ver novamente os recortes do que já foi. As linhas ganham novamente outra definição e momentaneamente, apenas numa fracção de segundo, volto a sentir um desconforto que quase se torna um mal-estar tão bem conhecido, mas do qual não tenho saudades. 

Às vezes gostava tanto de não pensar, ser acéfala. Simples na essência. Questionaria menos, angustiar-me-ia menos, seria mais feliz. Sendo que sou feliz, muito. Menos por momentos, quando volto a sentir um desconforto ao ver na pele aquelas linhas vincadas de memórias de tempos passados.

in The Lisbon Story

 Fotos: Afonso

with Nikon FM

"Your first 10,000 photographs are your worst."

I read this quote from Henri Cartier-Bresson the other day and it made me think...

Firstly, it made me realize I DO have a favorite photo, "THE" photograph, and it came immediatly to my mind.

Secondly, it made me realize I could add just a few more to the favorite-pictures-taken-by-me-list. Not much really, only 3 or 4 more. It took me less than 5 minutes to decide which ones they are and, in the end, I concluded that they are quite similiar in their "essence": there is always an unexpected person that "plays the main role", but, at same time, is swallowed by the scenario. Or the reverse. It's like a portrait without face, or correctly it's a snapshot.

More, none of these photos [see below] were predicted to be like this, it was a matter of seconds and everything/everyone changed (the beauty of the unexpected...), probably the time of blinking your eyes and 'shot'.

Finally and in case you don't understand me, well, excuse me, but "the beauty is in the eye of the observant".

"Your first 10,000 photographs are your worst."

Henri Cartier-Bresson

1, 2*, 3: A., Paris 2010 (see more here)
4: unknown people in Navigli market, Milano 2012 (see more here)
5, 6, 7: unknown people, Wien 2012 (see more here)


*The 2nd photo was taken precisely at Henri Cartier-Bresson Fondation.

Islas Ciés

The good old days..

by me and Afonso

1st and last pictures with Nikon FM

Cashmere

Assorted pictures from today.

...and we were matching! :)

To the love of my life...

...wishing you the BEST in this new phase
Btw, today 2y8m.

Dans Paris or The Days I Felt in Love with Paris

Le Louvre et la comédie! (Seriously, look carefully to all these pictures from Louvre!)

Le Seine. Will you marry me?

Shakespeare & Co. is Love

Henri Cartier-Bresson

L'Arc

 Pictures by me & Afonso

To a place only we know

Emilie-Claire Barlow - Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head

P.S. Dias de devorar Downton Abbey.

Sara Tavares

Espero por esta noite há umas semanas.

Oh joy... (L)

Playing with feet!

Some non-sense pictures that I adooore to make with Afonso!

Piodão

Muito para além das portas azuis e das casas de xisto. Dos sítios em que o tempo pára...

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year...

…and I just can’t get enough of it!

December is by far one of my favorite months. I listen all Christmas songs from Michael Bublé, Diana Krall, Frank Sinatra and the album A Very She and Him Christmas every day, over and over again, till the exhaustion! And I can't explain the sadness of January the 2nd!... ;)

She & Him - Christmas Waltz