Photographs collected along the way — cities, light, and objects worth noticing. Shuffled fresh on every visit.
Giulio Romano's gods spiralling around an impossible dome.
A small road slipping between vineyards toward the soft Apennine hills.
A wall of cotton bags with strong opinions, somewhere in central Copenhagen.
A flock of flamingos posing as if they knew the camera was there.
A custom-built watch, held against a perfect afternoon on Lake Como.
Cold glasses, a fringed parasol and a turquoise bay doing all the work.
Spires, pinnacles and a moving sky — the Parliament reduced to pure architecture.
A small sentinel, perfectly lit and not too impressed.
The Marble Church standing tall under a clear Nordic morning.
Stone roofs, kitchen gardens and vineyards, stitched together from above.
Coloured facades reflected in a quiet winter canal.
Tower Bridge under a moody English sky.
A mallard posing on the pebbles like he charges for it.
A grey squirrel taking its snack very seriously in the canopy.
Pastel facades set on fire by a Tyrrhenian sunset.
The famous boathouse standing on a frozen lake under a cold winter sun.
The Chain Bridge stretching toward Pest, with the Parliament holding the skyline.
Lycabettus rising over a sea of rooftops, seen from the Acropolis.
The Danube flowing past the Hungarian Parliament, stripped to its bones.
The Little Mermaid catching the last gold of a Nordic afternoon.
Emerald water mirroring the Latemar, somewhere between forest and sky.
The warm evening alpenglow illuminating the historic walls of Palazzo Besta.
The Buda hill in black and white, long shadows on cobblestone.
The mosaic roof of Matthias Church, with Pest opening up behind it.
All the gold of the night, mirrored in the Danube.
Camels waiting for the next caravan across the Maspalomas dunes.
A burst of colour against Victorian brickwork at St. Pancras.
A red rock crab catching the sun on volcanic stone.
Ribeira's red rooftops, seen through the steel lattice of Dom Luís I.
Emerald water, white scree and a quiet shore under the Croda del Becco.
A lantern glowing under stained glass, deep inside Porto's most theatrical bookshop.
A white stork holding court against a sun-warmed stone wall.
Golden Gothic detail glowing in the morning light over Westminster.
White stone turrets catching the last warm hour of the day.
Adriatic blues meeting white cliffs from above.
The Adda carving its way through green slopes and quiet villages.
An Audi R8 parked under the Cálem cellars, with a cable car drifting overhead.