day 222

with Diana Geiroto

day 221

day 220

the red bucket 

day 219

with Maria Ferreira

http://mar-ferreira.wix.com/artportfolio

day 218

Drink for a perfect smile

day 217

a poorly constructed image

me, them and Lisbon through the window 

day 216

now tell me that everything is going to be fine

day 215

it's not Lisbon but it could be

day 214

goodbye Vienna

day 213

day 212

right there, right then

day 211

dealers choice

day 210

day 209

day 208

with Mario Bertieri

day 207

you and I, let's just not talk about it

day 206

the poorly constructed horizon 

day 205

the cracks in the pavement 

day 204

the unsettling feeling:

this one is on me

day 203

almost at my feet

day 202

stay the same

day 201

exquisite characters n.7

the boy with the umbrella 

day 200

to be among them again

day 199

chapter twelve

day 198

that old squeaky car

chapter twelve

old friends

when you are on the road for too long it's not about 

the new faces anymore.

faces melt, after a while you can't shake the feeling that 

you see the same face over and over again.

it's about what you actually remember, that look, that conversation, 

the things that make one single thought truly remarkable.

right there, right then, it wasn't about the man driving the car, it

wasn't about the place or the time, it was exclusively about the 

repetition, the deja vu that wasn't but felt like it. 

day 197

the view

day 196

that old squeaky car 

chapter eleven

the log (and boring) winding road

day 195

That old squeaky car 

Chapter ten

the line and the bridge

day 194

day 193

That old squeaky car 

Chapter nine

"darling, don't look away now"