Lisbon in Monochrome
Black and White photographs. Shot in the last couple of months in Lisbon, Portugal.
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Black and White photographs. Shot in the last couple of months in Lisbon, Portugal.
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Porto is truly a magnificent city. Though unmistakably Portuguese, it is pretty different from Lisbon. Porto is much smaller than the sprawling Metropole in the south, but that’s the apparent difference. While Lisbon is more polished and colorful, Porto has a more rugged feeling – ochre color tones being much more prevalent in the city’s architecture. The narrow streets of Porto are every writer’s dream city for the location of a suspenseful historical thriller set somewhere between the 16th and 19th centuries. And then there are the churches, covered in pure gold; they are monuments of the town’s past glory. It was a time when Porto was literally the country’s principal port, and all the riches of Brazil poured through the city, bringing previously inconceivable wealth to the citizens. Finally, the British conceived the Port Wine to ship wine from Northern Portugal to the British Islands. While it is solid and heavy, at the same time, it tends to be sweet and gentle. It’s much like the city itself, actually.
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Shot in Vienna, Berlin, Cracow and Warsaw in 2014.
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Shot in July 2014.
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Olá Portugal!
It’s almost two weeks now since I moved to beautiful Lisboa. Besides the training for the job I started, there was a lot of administrative stuff to get done. But now things get settled more and more. There are still a lot of shots left from the last months I want to put on here in the upcoming weeks. But since I am posting now from Portugal, I think it is appropriate to get back with a couple of pictures from my new hometown 🙂
So basically, it’s rainy season now. There are lovely days, too, but there is a lot of rain and moisture and mist (though it doesn’t really get cold, no dear Portuguese people, 15 C° does definitely not count as cold). Still, or maybe even more so, the city is as beautiful and charming as I remember her from my last trips. It’s a joy to be here for a longer period of time. I feel grateful.
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This one is a follow-up to a series I did last year about the (in)famous Hill of Crosses in Lithuania. You can read it here. To be honest, not much has changed since then. I guess the hill grew a little bit, and there are some more crosses now, as they seem to multiply at a daily rate. It remains a mysterious place, strangely alluring yet somewhat creepy. It makes for interesting pictures, that’s for sure.
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