the shadow we leave behind
on plaza mayor in palma, i stumbled upon this fleeting moment: a shadow meeting perfection. a passerby’s outline interrupts the polished fantasy of an idealized beauty. the street takes over. it tells its own story. no perfection here, just contrasts—raw, real, and human. this is what photography is about: seeing the dialogue between light and shadow, the ordinary and the untouchable. it’s the poetry of the everyday. and sometimes, if you’re lucky, it all comes together in a single frame.
the shadow we leave behind
on plaza mayor in palma, i stumbled upon this fleeting moment: a shadow meeting perfection. a passerby’s outline interrupts the polished fantasy of an idealized beauty. the street takes over. it tells its own story. no perfection here, just contrasts—raw, real, and human. this is what photography is about: seeing the dialogue between light and shadow, the ordinary and the untouchable. it’s the poetry of the everyday. and sometimes, if you’re lucky, it all comes together in a single frame.