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