... where my muse lives

in Photography Lovers15 hours ago


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When I'm out on the street photographing scenes, people, whatever... there are moments when my ears switch off. This is a secret. Don't tell anyone... 😁 But it doesn't last long... it's only a few seconds... Well, I'm not sure about the time.


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I take a breath. For a moment I am no longer even mine... and I enjoy being nowhere. Breathing the nothingness. Listening to the silence even though the city is falling apart.


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I have another little secret for you. When I get out of that state, I listen to a playlist I designed especially for that. It is the music of encounters, daydreams, the most perfect state of creation, and that is...


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This timeline


In this timeline where I live by ‘causality’
kisses are missing,
hugs are breezy,
moons often fall in gardens
and the doors of my heart open
with a single spell,
made of breath,
salt,
berries,
the touch of an angel's wing
and the translucent strokes of a letter... unwritten.


Happy World Poetry Day. 🙌

The following photos were taken with my mobile phone at the coast of 1st street and 70th avenue, Miramar, Havana, on March 16th.


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Your life is a poem! beautiful and charming! Congratulations!!

📸😃 Felicidades a ti, poeta.

You are poetry to me. Congratulations.🥰❤️❤️❤️

¡Mamani! Poesía es la cubeta de helado que llega mañana. Vas a tener que adelantar tu viaje. 😊

Wow mi zona. Tienes excelentes fotos ahí. Ya te voy a seguir. Gracias por compartir.

Gracias por ese cumplido, fotógrafo. 😃📸👋🏻

 6 hours ago  

and the translucent strokes of a letter... unwritten

beautiful

Gracias Anna, tú sí eres una gran poetisa.

🙌🏻

In the airport? Or just behind the other airport, where your plane lands? ;)

😂 Wrong photo!

It's not in Miami like that kid's trousers say... The motorbike plate is interesting though.

So it also happens to you that you come out of this reality when you are awake... it happens to me the same way! What wonderful pictures I like to see the emotions of the people in their faces, but this time the last pictures are a dream! Good night!

🙃😉 Thank you! Good night!

You don't write poems, YOU are the poem ✨

Don't worry, we won't tell your secrets to anyone, Buhito shut your mouth 🦉