Today we find ourselves once again in this visual world of black and white, between images left by the street and certain anecdotes, just like this day when I had the opportunity to photograph a painter in his full glory, his work, his passion, and what he does every day to express his art. This painter has been living in one of the city squares for many years. I don't really know how long he's been there, but on certain occasions when I'm taking photos, although I've never gotten around to meeting him, perhaps another time I'll get around to learn a little about him.
So these are the photographs from that day, some of which feature the painter, while the other images are composed of other street scenes, among unknown protagonists, or motifs circulating on the street, in this space where everything converges to create harmony in this world.
All these compositions are created under a single perception, as well as the vision I have in advance of what I always seek to project when capturing these images. Although everything also varies due to the spontaneity of the street, where everything has different rhythms every second, the intention is to capture the elements and circumstances within the concept of what black and white can be.
All photographs are my own.
