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Garbage Collection
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Pillars Of The Beach
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When We Were Kids
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EOS-M. Manual focus tips and results for Street-Photography and more
In the quest for an acceptable use of my Canon EOS-M I think I’ve finally found a way to exploit my M-mount lenses after the poor experience with the LCD focus. The last two exposures posted, this and this, have been shot with a Carl Zeiss T* Biogon 35/2,8 through zone-focusing, while the picture of this post has been manually focused using the EOS-M’s 5x magnification feature. In both cases the results are more than acceptable, giving a new life to this severely limited camera. All I can say is that is true what seasoned photographers use to say about the cameras: as soon as you get acquainted with your…
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A Little Of Thailand In Rome
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The Lost Garage
A hidden spot, where nobody goes, while everybody passes by.
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Geek is an attitude
Gone are the times, when young people enjoy being outdoor, and live happy…
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Nightlife
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Nobody Is Immortal
Kodak Films…
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Trick or Treat?
Trick or Treat. Smell my feet. Give me something good to eat.
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The Spinners
I want to ride my bycicle…
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Behind The Shaft
Behind the shaft of an old palace in the centre of Rome.
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Rest under a tree
Resting under a tree, on a sunny afternoon, in springtime.
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A Dangerous Alley
A parking entrance at night. A dangerous place.
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Life is a bitch
Sunday morning. Scorching sun. A work to be done on time. Life is a bitch.
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Hangmen
Are these hangs reserved for boats’ use? Hopefully…
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The last flower
The concrete is coming. How long will the last flowers stand?
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Footprints
is it an oil painting, or is it for real?
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Love is like a flower
Love is like a flower, Both need care and attention to grow, Both die if not fed, Both don’t last forever.
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Couples
Two couples in a square. One seeks rest, the other, food.
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When the parking’s lost
When the parking is lost, there’s only one solution.
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The Mailbox
No News, Good News.
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Iron Gate
When craftmanship meets art.
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A relic from the (recent) past
less than twenty years have gone, and a telephone boot looks like a relic from the Stone Age.
