Today is our 4th year anniversary of moving to Barcelona and I like to make it a tradition to write something special every year and to share my favorite photos I posted on my blog so far. I’ve only missed it one year so far and I surely didn’t want that to happen again this year, so here we are!
Hubby and I were talking about these past 4 years this morning on our way to work. We were remembering the moment we were at the airport right before boarding, the moment we made a flight scale in Frankfurt and when we finally landed in Barcelona. It feels so weird to think about that moment now. I was telling hubby I think I entered in some kind of survival mode. I knew I had to step up to the occasion. That we were pretty much on our own and we had to do what had to be done.
I think it didn’t really hit me that we left until we moved to our own apartment. When we were done doing things we had to do as a priority, like finding a place to live and get all the documentation we needed, it was the moment to start living. And I felt kind of lost. With time, that feeling, that fear diluted. Weird enough, if feels both a long and a short time since we’ve been here. But with all that said, hubby and I toasted today for these past 4 years and many more to come.
Here’s a compilation of some of my favorite photos form this last year. Enjoy!
Photographing textures is pretty fun and interesting. You have to really come close to the object and calculate the exact distance you need to get the focus right. I don’t do a lot of textures, though. But a few days ago I was walking around the park and there is the huge, beautiful old stone wall that must have been there for a very, very long time. I’ve taking photos of it before, but I took a new one last time I was there.
I love these kind of walls. Back in Venezuela, we had a stone wall inside the house. It was right next to the fireplace and I loved it. Every time I see one, I rememeber of the one at my old house. I wish I had one in my apartment here.
Maybe some day! And I will spam my blog with photos of my Dense stone wall.
The Spring is officially here! Wohooo!
I’ve been over cold for quite a while now and I’m eager for warmer weather. I want to put away the coats and scarfs and feel the sun on my skin again.
We went to the beach a couple of weeks ago and it was quite nice then. But this past few days rain, clouds, wind and lower temperatures have taken over the city. So I thought to share this beach photo to warm my heart until better weather comes along.
Even though sometimes we don’t get the perfect framing, or the perfect exposure, or the perfect light, some photos are perfect for what they are, for what they make us feel and for what they represent. And this photo, to me, is perfect 🙂
Sometimes is important to not let technicalities get in our own way of really enjoying what we do. Perfection means something different for everyone and for everything.
This little pine tree was a gift from my mom from when my parents visited in December. is the first photo I take of it and I wonder how it didn’t ocurr to me before to photograph it.
The things is that, maybe, as I see it everyday I got too used to it. Which sucks. Because I was complaning about not being able to take photos for a long time because of bad weather and the fact that is getting dark so early, when the truth is that we are sourrounded by a million things that could be super interesting to shoot.
Is just that we get used to them and we almost forget they’re there. After I realized that, I though that I will try and force myself to take photos of things I see everyday around me in a different way.
I think that would make a great excercise.
Solitude is necessary sometimes. And, I don’t know, but I don’t think that solitude has to mean to be alone. I believe in solitude as a form of finding something or even someone that gives you peace and tranquility.
Solitude can be a quiet beach sitting next to someone you love. Solitude can be a nap on a Sunday afternoon, or the sound of rain and thunder outside. Maybe a cup of tea after a hard day, or going for a run hearing your footsteps stomp on the pavement.
Either way, solitude is important. It gives us time to decompress, relax, think or maybe not to think and just go to our special place even for a little while.
It’s been too long since I took my camera out of its bag. I haven’t taken photos is such a long time I’m in physical pain.
Right now it’s getting dark really early and I’m at work during daylight time so when I get home is already too dark for photos. And if you know me, you know I’m a sucker for natural light. So my camera has been sleeping in its bag for a while.
I was so desperate that yesterday I grabbed my camera out as soon as I got home and took, literally, three photos of Mango and a couple more of a plant before it was too dark.
It’s something at least! I’m planning some photoshoots for the upcoming weekends but the weather forecast is not good. It’s been raining a LOT in Barcelona lately so that makes the whole situation more complicated.
So I thought I could at least share an old photo and my frustration with you until I can go out with my camera again.