They always flee to human contact but for some reason this Coruja de Guara stared at me for a few seconds before flying away. It was worth waiting an entire afternoon to be for a few seconds face to face.

It is sad to see ants working in the middle of winter. It is tragic to know that our presence is altering everything. But it is beautiful to know that in spite of everything, she is still there making life go on.

For a strange reason, the last minutes of the day are usually the most magical.

A measure that advances the day, the forest can be seen through its gray mantle.

A silent train track, thousands of trees uprooted from the Amazon passed through its rails. Curiously, nature is taking revenge around it.

Every moment is unique. Every morning is unrepeatable. You just have to go out and live them.

Wherever I am I always chase after sunsets. I do not earn money, but the pay is very good.

Cities like people have their harmonious and serene side, as well as their tumultuous and messy side. That is the balance that makes life attractive.

The magic of photography makes the darkness of the entrance of the night almost a daylight. Meanwhile the lake remains calm, almost without invaders.

Rare specimen of a common species in the area. He knew how to show his difference with others.

The last brushstrokes of light of a golden autumn afternoon.

Life is a round trip. It does not matter the origin or the destination, it only matters to know how to enjoy that trip.

She just walked proudly through Copacabana.

His only goal is to fish enough to feed his family. It does not need anything else ... or anything less.

And life is never indebted to us.

It is still a custom to fish on the waterfront of the city despite the pollution of its waters.

Any day in Copacabana you can wake up with rain and within a few minutes a radiant sun invades you. She walked happily to be prepared for both climates.

Let us know how to love our kingdom in order to conquer others even more beautiful.

He can only limit himself to that, he knows no other life and does not want to know it. However, I see something extraordinary in its reality.

The steel jaws of the big city are closing, but there is always an alternative to escape from that prison.

And yet Rio is still wonderful. Gray is also part of the color gamut. The ordinary is also part of living.You just have to put magic.

Where does life take us every day?

Will there be a place where the road ends?

No matter how long it is, it is always beautiful to go through it.

One of the beautiful things that life has is to see how people share their greatest wealth ... even if they don't know it.

The greatest act of love is to share your time.

There was a time that we just wanted to play.

Walk, laugh, cry, dream, create and enjoy. Go out into the world, conquer it, make it yours. Light is our ally and time is our treasure. Go to the street, she is full of art and dreams to fulfill.

Appreciating the beauty even in the saddest place is part of our life.

Watch out!! , illegal and harmful activity. For some time, street photography has become a crime and we are undesirable criminals. The saddest thing is that other "photographers" are responsible for discouraging us and denouncing our activity as something aberrant.Consequences of the times that run and that anyone can intervene today? . I would not know how to say it.

But I can encourage all of us to go out to the street to continue with our beautiful "illegal" activity.

A better future is coming to the continent. Culture is always reborn.

There are people who give a particular color to life. They are among us, they walk with us and breathe the same air. That's how I came across Mary one day, and she shared a bit of her magic.

A little less than 5 years ago there was no such street food in the city. Thanks to immigration today it is very common to see people consume it. A cosmopolitan city and a society that transforms and accepts new customs.

The last reflection of the sun illuminates a sector of the lake. The bird says goodbye to the day, leaving the water behind. Animals know very well when you have to leave things behind.

They need to go and look for food on their own, in this way they know that they are independent.

There is always a path that leads to the sea.

One stepped forward on the path of beautifying the planet. The other one just waits for his moment.

That's what life is about, and these girls know it.

You have to give magic even if the world is inclined.

In that world where everything is silence. Only the wind is heard and the birds fly. In that world where freedom is appreciated. That's where I want to be.

It's just him, his time and his world. You do not need more.

A street that retains the same appearance as 100 years ago. A man who makes a living selling what others discard, as 100 years ago. Time passes, but it is the same crisis.

Overcome all the obstacles that lie ahead, that's what it's all about.

Always always get a single shot of the bride. Editors love that.

The day is born and the first lights of the morning illuminate the people who go out to do their day to day. Who would say that such a routine scene would be full of beauty?

....and a unique and unrepeatable moment.

Always, after a time unconsciously we return to the streets, to their stories, to their poetry, to their lights and shadows.

The austral autumn left without foliage that serves as camouflage to this pigeon. Today it risks being hunted by a predator every time it ventures to look for its food.

Because if that rebellion grows inward, it creates resentment.

Nobody really knows what function they were fulfilling, but as the new city was created, the old city was discarded towards the river.

Common people, a common day without being able to board the train because of a not common terrorist threat. On the street there is always something more to see.

So fragile, so sensitive. I love that despite all the damage we do to you, you always give us back beauty.

Filled up in this beating chest I know.

In fear, you're paralysed.

A stranger in the distance.

But somehow I Know you