The streets of our cities are an inexhaustible source of possibilities for photography. They are capable of changing the mood of photographers for the better. I come from this magic potion almost every time, carefree, I wander the streets where I prefer neighborhoods on the outskirts of cities. They don’t have the glamor of thin and elegant neighborhoods, with their bold architectures, but they have more soul. They speak closer to my heart. They whisper more sweetly to my ears.
My gaze is attracted by the common, by the mundane of these streets where I see art in many of these simple things in the life of this suffering people who live in these poor neighborhoods.
What are these photos? They are paintings on walls and gates of simple houses.