So I went to Galicia (NW Spain) this summer and found this wonderful abandoned church of Santa María de los Monjes, a majestic church from the Renaissance and dispossesed of any kind of decoration/ornaments in the XIX century.
everything we touch is art
A summary of my trip to America so far
seoul sunset from my floor
i feel like i’m disappearing in all this noise; weeks pass like trains when you don’t have a second to take a deep breath.
Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.
Iceland was special
I laughed too hard at this