London

In an impossible task I will try to convey frustration, desolation, anguish, and why not, in the middle of all of that, happiness.

London was grim. And it would be a cheap shot to attribute that to the weather… it was deeper, personal, palpable. Everything played against the city. You could feel the panic, disappointment, a lack of pragmatism that surprise me after all the years I lived in such a beautiful place.

My photography was weird. I would walk around with my camera hanging from my neck but avoiding shooting. I didn’t want to show the fragile balance of a dropping pin. And when I shot, it was to in spite of.

It was a worrying enterprise.