Between you and me

...Los niños cuando nacen, los viejos cuando mueren.....  
Solo ven.

New photograph for the project Between you and me created by our talented Anna Bresoli and more of her special creations and fantastic worlds can be enfolded here. Inspired by her magic, let’s all dance together the Sun Dance to light and warm up our Easter :) happy holidays!!

Ana Filipa Monteiro

I’m so proud to share with you the photographic talents of our friend! Momentus is her first photographic exhibition, where we can feel her profound sensitivity and unique expression of tenderness. You can still visit the exhibition until the 28th of March, next Thursday in the Cultural Center of Carnide, in Lisbon and you'll find more information in here. We encourage you to enjoy and support Portuguese emergent artists and once again, congratulations for your beautiful show!!

Be like water

Silver Blue series

I saw recently the biographic movie of Bruce Lee's life and it made me realize how great was his contribution to the enlightenment of the human spirit, bringing us closer together, braking barriers unifying our human family. To the artist of life, the Dragon, remembering his famous words of wisdom:

“You must be shapeless, formless, like water. When you pour water in a cup, it becomes the cup. When you pour water in a bottle, it becomes the bottle. When you pour water in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Water can drip and it can crash. Become like water my friend.”

* Bruce Lee *

Escaping everyday life, part 1


Sometimes we all need to escape the day to day routine, and if your friends invite you to spend the weekend by the sea, you know it's the moment to escape.

And a dream was born

Silver Blue series

As I was finishing this image, while swimming in my own dreams, one of the most beautiful and inspiring strophes came to my mind and how liberating it would be if we could always remember these words marked on our soul:

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

from Auguries of Innocence * William Blake