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Ceci N’Est Pas Une Pipe
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A Taxi Night Fleet At Oslo’s Central Station
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Portrait of The Alfa Romeo Guru
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Dreaming Of Giulietta (sprint)
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An Old Lady in Great Shape
There’s something about old cars that asks you to listen before you look. You don’t photograph them—you make their acquaintance. This shot was taken inside an Alfa Romeo Giulia. She’s a machine from another time, but she doesn’t wear her age like a burden. The patina on the steering wheel, the soft wear on the dashboard controls, the dusty glow on the gauges—they don’t speak of decay, but of use. Of stories lived in full throttle and long idles. I didn’t stage this frame. I simply opened the door and saw her waiting there in quiet elegance. The light slipped through the glass just enough to kiss the rim of…
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Not A Photography Anymore
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An Off Duty Anchor
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Efesto’s New Production Line
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A Haunted(?) House
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Urban Desolation
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Street Crossing
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Ramping Up
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Windows
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Food For Thought
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Empty Street in Rome
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An Old School Workstation
It’s not just a desk. It’s a time capsule. A stack of worn books. Pages thick with annotation and use. The chipped edge of a hardcover bent from years of handling. And just out of focus, the heavy presence of a typewriter—silent now, but once the loudest voice in the room. This photo is titled An Old School Workstation, and it says more than it shows. There’s no screen here, no cursor blinking for attention. Just tools. Weighty, tactile, deliberate. This was how knowledge was built—layer by layer, keystroke by keystroke, turned page after turned page. The contrast to today is hard to ignore. Now we scroll, we skim, we tap…
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A Rusted Window
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The Chicken
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A Sailors’ Warehouse
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Autumn Leaves
There’s nothing particularly striking about this photo at first glance. Just a flower box tucked against a weathered wall. A few green leaves still stubbornly clinging on, others browned and curled, caught mid-fall. It’s the kind of street element you pass without noticing, or maybe glimpse and forget. And yet, it’s a portrait — not of a person, but of a moment in life. That in-between moment.When you’re no longer young, but not yet old.Not blooming, not dying. Just… suspended. There’s resilience in the remaining green, still pushing out colour despite the changing cycle. But there’s no hiding the signs of decline. Age creeps in at the edges first —…
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The Shoesfixer
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God Save the Queen!
The Union Jack, proudly emblazoned—not on a mast or parade, but wrapped around the rear-view mirror of a Mini Cooper. Once a symbol of British ingenuity and resilience, the Mini now serves as a rolling contradiction: a British icon, manufactured under the ownership of German automaker BMW. This photograph, titled with deliberate irony, compresses decades of cultural transformation into a single detail. “God Save the Queen” here becomes less anthem than marketing slogan. The monarch’s presence lingers not in statecraft or ceremony, but as a lacquered pattern on consumer machinery. The mirror itself is a fitting metaphor. It reflects, but only partially. What was once national pride has become exportable…
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The Lost Hotel
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Fishing Under The Bridge
