People, fair and square, photographed the south of Andalucia.
As with the last set, some people i know well and some other are perfect strangers whom i’d never met before or seen again since. All pictures were taken on the beach.
I will be away from the computer for a few weeks, but i’ll try my best to upload some new content and to visit all the other blogs i so enjoy following.
I wish you all the very best and i thank you all for you continuing support. Arrivederci!
Perhaps a little later than expected, it’s high time for this travelling, documentary and urban street photographer to come out of the closet. I am a portrait photographer.
Xavi, from Seville, Andalucia.
Ale from Andalucia.
A stranger, with clay on her face.
Having a bad hair… clay.
Perfect stranger, from Colombia – also with clay.
Remember the rule “the best light for portraits is soft and evenly distributed.” And then break it. Another perfect stranger.
In case you were wondering why these people are not wearing shirts, it’s because all these pictures were taken on the beach.
This guy saw me toying with my camera and asked for a portrait. It really doesn’t get much easier than this.
As all the above shots are a few years old, i wanted to test if i still had the eye for portraits, so i took this snapshot of my four-year-old niece. isn’t she stunning?
Some say the camera can capture a person’s soul. At least sometimes, it really can.
Hope you enjoyed.
Straits of Gibraltar, Spanish side. The fierce Levante wind is blowing. Sandblasting everything in its path. Rocks, flotsam, and one photographer’s only lens…
The setting: somewhere between Tarifa and Cadiz, Andalucia, Spain.
See the sand flying?
Dry sand on wet.
Quite a change from the usual street photography, wouldn’t you agree? Hope you enjoyed this foray onto one of the most untamable beaches of Europe.