The end...

...or the start of the race?

Sometimes you don't know if you're going towards to, or if you're coming back from...

Directions, welcome.

Those moments before sunrise...

...when time's still, even if only for a few seconds...

another picture from last weekend's trip to Tulum.

Beauty

This shot has a little story to tell… During hurricane Wilma I made the conscious decision of not shooting anything of what was happening, because I didn’t want to remember any of it. I was alone at home on the second night, in the middle of storm, on a pitch dark night, reading El Quijote, and the view of my table with my glass of red wine, the candles and the book, stroke me as something beautiful. So I took my camera and shoot it.

As we have another storm nearby, this image came to mind this evening. What’s the moral of this story? I guess that there’s beauty hidden in every situation.