078 - make a wish

Inspired by this entry by Bea. Obviously XP. 

I'm not that much of a fan of summer, but I sure miss it after a while. This next one will be quite strange and I'm excited as well as scared because I'll quit my job in june so I can look for another, possibly in another country... which, I don't know, might be the silliest thing I've ever done.  

Summer, for me, usually starts in here, at the Primavera Sound Festival, with friends, and this year I want to take *tons* of pictures, which is why and I'm looking at other compacts to take with me other than my Blue Ribbon SuperHeadz. 

Music and open air and food and drinks and friends... it sure sounds like a slice of heaven.

James Blake - Retrograde. 

056 - Barcelona VII

Perspectives.

040 - Barcelona II

El Born.

039 - Barcelona I

Walking around Barcelona in high summer can be a bit of a nightmare. The heat is just terrible and the number of tourists that wander around goes up dramatically. Luckily, El Born is still shady enough (actually, shady in all the possible meanings of the word) that it became my favorite walking refuge (It's a wonder I wasn't mugged what with my aimless walking around).

These days I've been trying out a new camera that my uncle has lent me, it's, at the same time, easier and more difficult to use. I have a few rolls to develop, one from the new camera, we'll see how it fares.

034 - Primavera Sound 2012

Before going to Iceland I spent two days (and three nights) at Primavera Sound Festival. It was quite fun and as I love *love* live music I enjoyed myself quite a lot:

I ate one of the best burgers I've tasted in a long time · burned my shoulders because the sun was too strong · had my picture taken for a magazine (aparently I'm fashionable, which is ridiculous beacuse I was dressed for "I don't care if it stains or breaks or whatever") · saw a kind of stage devil (I'm still trying to get my mind around Alexis Krauss) · danced as if it was the end of the world with The Rapture (that was a very joyful moment) · re-affirmed my bordering-on-fannish-feelings for The Walkmen...

And tried out a toy plastic camera, a SuperHeadz Blue Ribbon; very fun to use but has tons of light leaks. This is one of the pictures. I like the results but, for me, this camera needs a very special type of setting, central object with a lot of negative space. At last that's what my instict tells me after seeing the results. But, what do I know XP

027 - Reykjavík XII & Snæfellsnes VI

I've have a mixed sense of how most of the pictures I take turn out. I feel I've changed and, at the same time, I feel I still have *so* much to learn. 

026 - Snæfellsnes V

025 - Snæfellsnes IV

Berserkjahraun, the Berserker Lava Field. One of the most incredible places I've seen. 

024 - Snæfellsnes III

Going down Djúpalónssandur beach, I think I took thousands of pictures of rocks (big rocks, small ones, green, grey, black...), something I never thought I would end up doing, but the colors fascinated me. I just wish I could have done a better work at capturing how strange and beautiful everything was.

023 - Snæfellsnes II

Sometimes I felt so small and unassuming before everything. And I don't have to wonder why, I just  loved it. 

022 - Snæfellsnes I

I don't quite like birds... well, not exactly, is more that I'm a bit scared of birds (more so if those birds can actually attack you, like the Artic Terns), so the trip to Arnarstapi was a bit of a gamble to my cowardice. In the end I was quite glad to reach the bird cliffs, the Snæfellsnes Peninsula is just gorgeous. 

020 - Hvolsvöllur and Vík

Two kinds of beach, both black.

019 - on the road

On the road in Iceland.

018 - Faxa Tunga

The Faxa Tunga Waterfall. I became obsessed with the blues and the greens, so I have thousands of pictures with the same hues.

017 - Haukadalur Valley

011 - Reykjavík X

White houses (sometimes) and blue sky (sometimes).

010 - Reykjavík IX

Some things are quite unavoidable, and while I'm a music junkie my levels of fan are usually very modest,  even so, they were not discreet enough to not find this sign really funny. My car wouldn't be towed.

+ Sigur Ros - Varúð by Ryan McGinley, from 'The Valtari Mistery Film Experiment'

009 - Reykjavík VIII

I like seeing houses and how people live. Must be some kind of syntom, because, actually, I'm terrible at people.

008 - Reykjavík VII

From afar. Well, not quite, just the other side of the Tjornin. I miss that crisp, cold air.

007 - Reykjavík VI

Why do we look at the things we look? Maybe is just the things we know, those are the ones that catch our eyes. Maybe not, but I like reflections, windows, frames. And the sky.

Walking around the city center, using Laugarvegur street as a guide.