A small exhibition of ten photos. My first exhibition. Cringe. A small exhibition of ten photos. My first exhibition. Cringe.

A small exhibition of ten photos.

My first exhibition.

Cringe.

I love you, Henri Cartier-Bresson. I love you, Henri Cartier-Bresson.

I love you, Henri Cartier-Bresson.

The door opened….slowly… The door opened….slowly…

The door opened….slowly…

Like a bridge over troubled water /// Like a bridge over troubled water ///

Like a bridge over troubled water ///

I could drink a case of you, darling… I could drink a case of you, darling…

I could drink a case of you, darling…

Moby Dick says hi, from the bottom of his frosty sea. Sant’Ambrogio Market - Florence, Italy Moby Dick says hi, from the bottom of his frosty sea. Sant’Ambrogio Market - Florence, Italy

Moby Dick says hi, from the bottom of his frosty sea.

Sant’Ambrogio Market - Florence, Italy

Nightwalking in Brussels… Nightwalking in Brussels…

Nightwalking in Brussels…

The sky over Bruxelles seemed so close… The sky over Bruxelles seemed so close…

The sky over Bruxelles seemed so close…

And listen to the wind blow… And listen to the wind blow…

And listen to the wind blow…

No lowering lights on punch-drunk love. No lowering lights on punch-drunk love.

No lowering lights on punch-drunk love.

In a thousand pieces /// It just faded away In a thousand pieces /// It just faded away

In a thousand pieces /// It just faded away

Walking on seashine. I want to grow up bubbling up to the surface, like dense and foamy whale breath. Walking on seashine. I want to grow up bubbling up to the surface, like dense and foamy whale breath.

Walking on seashine. I want to grow up bubbling up to the surface, like dense and foamy whale breath.

Sometimes, when you least expect it, things just fit. A frowning hill, that’s what this is. Sometimes, when you least expect it, things just fit. A frowning hill, that’s what this is.

Sometimes, when you least expect it, things just fit.

A frowning hill, that’s what this is.

I’ve been working on a few old pictures I found in a market in Bruxelles….just overlaying and playing with b/w balance. I love this result. I’ve been working on a few old pictures I found in a market in Bruxelles….just overlaying and playing with b/w balance. I love this result.

I’ve been working on a few old pictures I found in a market in Bruxelles….just overlaying and playing with b/w balance. I love this result.

Some abandoned pictures I picked up at the Jeu de Balle market in Bruxelles….I just couldn’t stand the idea of all these precious moments being lost. Memories, old and new, are treasures that should be cherished, even when they are not our own. Some abandoned pictures I picked up at the Jeu de Balle market in Bruxelles….I just couldn’t stand the idea of all these precious moments being lost. Memories, old and new, are treasures that should be cherished, even when they are not our own.

Some abandoned pictures I picked up at the Jeu de Balle market in Bruxelles….I just couldn’t stand the idea of all these precious moments being lost. Memories, old and new, are treasures that should be cherished, even when they are not our own.