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The Sailor
Hey, there’s no water straight there!
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Trento, After Dark
There’s a plaque on the wall behind them—honouring soldiers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, fallen in a war a hundred years gone. But they’re not looking at that. Instead, three boys sit shoulder to shoulder on a wooden bench, huddled around a glowing Apple logo. A little too bright for the square. The light falls on their faces the way a fire once would have. They’re focused, not speaking much. Two watch the screen; one taps at his phone. Nobody’s in a rush. This is Trento at night: limestone façades, uneven cobbles, Mediterranean shrubs in planters, and now Wi-Fi in the air. The square is mostly empty. Just a few benches,…
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Alone, Together…
Are they friends, or do they just share the table?
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A Silent Dialogue
A restrained coastal tableau built around stillness and separation. The seated figure is placed slightly right of centre, turned away from the viewer, which shifts emphasis from identity to gesture and mood. The backpack anchors the narrative as travel or pause, while its bulk balances the composition against the open sand. The scene is organised in three calm bands—foreground ripples of sand, a mid-ground strip of beach, and the softly textured sea beyond. This horizontal structure stabilises the frame and amplifies the contemplative register. A lone pigeon, small but sharply legible, introduces a secondary point of attention and a faint counter-rhythm to the figure’s inward focus. Colour is deliberately subdued:…
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My camera’s early test shots
Pictures with no specific “intent”. Just went to the docks and clicked around, to get an early feel of how does the camera work. Results: mixed feelings.
