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Old Rolls, Immortal Style
When I stepped into the Toyota Museum in Nagoya I wasn’t there to chase a vintage V12 roar – I was after a photograph that could make the steel of those hatchbacks sing. I set the camera, took a breath, and aimed at the gleaming 2000‑series Corolla perched beneath that cathedral‑like skylight. The result is a picture that feels like a high‑octane sprint through a showroom, but let’s not pretend it’s flawless; let’s break it down the way a proper car reviewer would.
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Who Is The Machine?
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Mandatory Photo Position
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Street Magic@Nagoya Castle
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Nature gets its space back…
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Weight Training @ Rome’s Stadio Olimpico
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Leaving
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StreetPizza@Ueno Park
I took this photograph during a humid summer afternoon in Ueno Park, Tokyo, a few metres away from the art museums and temples that draw both locals and tourists. Amid the buzz of the park’s cultural gravity, I was drawn instead to this fleeting vignette of street food preparation—quiet, unassuming, yet visually dense. What first caught my eye was the can of tomato pulp, “A Pummarola ‘Ncopp,” planted squarely in the middle of the frame like an improvised totem. Its bold Neapolitan red, combined with the colloquial script and graphic of tomatoes, adds a deliberate contrast to the surrounding functional, almost makeshift textures. Everything else in the composition plays a…
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Moistmaker@Piazza della Rotonda
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Asimo’s Ancestor@Tsukuba World1985 Expo
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Wasubot. A Stiff Organ Player@Tsukuba
Photographing WASUBOT, the humanoid robot from the Tsukuba Expo ’85, is an exercise in humility. This iconic machine, a piece of robotics history, has been standing in the same pose for decades, its metal tendons and cables forever poised over the keyboard. Every visitor with a camera or a phone has taken a shot like this. The result is a paradox: the subject is inherently fascinating, but the visual narrative is weighed down by over-familiarity. In this frame, I approached the challenge by focusing on clarity and accuracy. The composition is anchored in a three-quarter view, revealing both WASUBOT’s intricate mechanical anatomy and the keyboard interface it was designed to…
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Silhouettes@Osaka Castle
I shot this frame just before sunset, outside the grounds of Osaka Castle. I wasn’t chasing history or architecture—just silhouettes. The timing was right: the light low enough to flatten depth, strong enough to cast hard contours. The figures that passed in front of me weren’t posing, just walking—some slow, some hurried, all perfectly unaware of the geometry they were helping to construct. What worked here was the compression of scale. The castle, distant but looming, becomes almost secondary—a backdrop with less narrative weight than the humans slicing across the foreground. Their outlines are clean, their gestures distinct. A child’s exaggerated stride, a backpack slung low, a coat flaring out…
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Pizza Maker@Ueno’s Park
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Shin Pepper@Harajuku
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Pop Art Meets Industrial Hamburg
I shot this industrial skyline in Hamburg, initially as a stark monochrome—smoke billowing against a winter sun, the city bathed in a haze of latent threat. But the image called for more. So I bent it, digitally, into a quartet: one frame fractured into four, each processed through a brutalist lens of colour theory—red, green, cyan, monochrome. A nod to Warhol, sure. But also to those old weather warnings on analogue TVs, when the signal bent reality and your retina paid the price. Technically, the base image holds. The stack of buildings anchors the composition in rigid geometry—angular, postmodern, the kind of skyline that doesn’t beg for admiration but demands…
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Das Feuerwehr
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Light Dance in Hamburg
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We Are All Made of Stars
The street is slick with rain, fenced for works in progress, cluttered with signs and barriers. Yet above it all, the stars have returned — bright, geometric, electric — heralding the slow, luminous arrival of Christmas in Brussels. A lone figure walks toward the camera, wrapped in a scarf and his own thoughts. He is grounded, ordinary, human. But above him, a constellation of neon dreams stretches deep into the vanishing point, inviting passersby to look up, to believe, even if just for a moment. This photograph captures the paradox of the urban winter: cold, messy, fractured — and yet luminous with potential. The construction fences are still up, the…
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The Bystander
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A Couple of Windows
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Halt!
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Is Batman Coming To Town?
There are moments in photography when nature conspires to hand you a frame so surreal, you almost question its authenticity. This image is one of those moments — a shaft of blazing light erupting from the horizon, punching through the heavy grey sky like a celestial spotlight. The comic-book reference in the title is apt; it’s as if Gotham’s bat-signal has been reimagined over a Mediterranean fishing port. From a compositional standpoint, the photograph benefits from the strong vertical energy of the light beam, cutting cleanly through the otherwise horizontal layout of boats, masts, and buildings. The balance between the darkened marina in the foreground and the dramatic burst of…
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Renovating Milan
Milan, November 2017. A construction site—not the kind that demands attention, but the quiet kind that hides behind fabric and scaffolding. I took this photo walking past it for the third or fourth time. What stopped me wasn’t the building itself, but its ghost. Behind the mesh screen, the silhouette of the old façade still lingered, like a memory bleeding through fabric. Chimneys, outlines, the suggestion of windows. The city behind the curtain. At the bottom, the standard construction notice: printed bureaucracy stapled to metal, a reminder that change is always sanctioned, scheduled, structured. But the rest of the image resists clarity. Straight lines waver, verticals drift. Even the fence…
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Red Cross
Some photographs are taken instinctively, almost without the usual premeditation that guides my framing. This one emerged from a walk at night, when the glow of an illuminated red circle caught my eye—a signal cutting through the darkness. At its centre, a cross of tiny LEDs blinked rhythmically, part medical icon, part abstract light sculpture. Framing it was straightforward: the dark surroundings worked like a natural vignette, pushing the viewer’s gaze towards the centre. I positioned myself to keep the circle symmetrical within the frame, knowing that the composition’s strength would lie in its stark simplicity. Technically, this was a delicate balance. Shooting at night with such a bright light…
