zaterdag 25 augustus 2012

Because everone has different legs.

How would it be to live here...

Wandering the streets of Mouraria and Alfama, Lisboa

Strong tree growing on a stair.

Urban gardening.Tickle the tile

If you listen carefully you can hear a fado song like i did...

Sometimes beauty is hiding, open your eyes : )

Azul love

Some colors.


Shades of white.

Atum (Tuna)

My favorite colors.

Wow.

Wish all empty buildings could end up like this, that would be wonderful.

Felt like i was in a movie, the shiny streets and the amount of space.
Just take a walk up the Avenida da Liberdade.

Wonder who lives here.

Nothing is flat.

Weird building.

Another beautiful brick color.

Like the friendly balconies.

If these walls could speak..
Praca do Comercio, at the end you can sit at the riverside and enjoy the seabreeze and talk to nice people and smile.


Funny little kiosk blending in his environment.

Delicate fence.

sun and shadow play, little dash of color.

My heart made a little dance, seeing this color test.

Color Balance.

Friendly fence.

Color!!


My holiday outfit.

Playing with lines and color.

Cool brick color.

Just use your imagination...

Sometimes beauty is just nearby, this little house makes me smile.

Museu Nacional de Troje Lisboa.
Like time stood still.

Sometimes i felt so small.

Tomato organ.

I loved this lane with olive trees so much that i walked her four times.

When you're lost people make always nice drawings for you.
The lady who made this one, was so friendly, she explained the way to go in portugese and moved her arms a lot.
In the end i found the museum : )

Next door is Museu de Theatro, i liked the little theaters, i would love to wander through this little forest.

Spend an afternoon in the Museu Nacional de Troje, it's a wonderful building kept alife through Marques de Pombal, around is a beautiful green quiet garden with olive trees, old trees and a vegetable garden.

Another graphioc tile in the subway.

vrijdag 24 augustus 2012


even in the subway.

donderdag 23 augustus 2012

Portugal is famous for her tiles: azulejos
this is part 1.


My first morning in Lisboa, i woke up with these stiches.

Walking on cork in Portugal.

Some clouds in my mums garden.


My new and already favorite book.
How colour influences what we buy, make and feel.
So interesting.