I’m trying to return to DA after all this time. Don’t have much to say about my work and life. Most of recent photos that I’m submitting are all from last year, most of them before August 2005. In that month I was in Germany where I took about 1,000 photos per day for a musical where I was voluntary photographer. It was good but it left me exhausted because we were always going from town to town and sleeping in different places just for some hours. When I came back to Portugal I almost didn’t had the time to rest: in 3 days I changed to another town and start to work in a different place….things happened very fast….and it has more to tell but it doesn’t matter anymore (I just don’t want to write about it).

I’m trying to “make peace” with photography because since I came back from Germany…it wasn’t the same….I don’t feel the “click” anymore….but it’s happening with everything in my life, not just photography. But at least I’m trying to come here and watch beautiful works from other persons around the world. Sometimes I can’t answer to your comments ou comment your works….I’m always feeling so bad….sometimes I can only….look. So…I know I’ll miss someone but here it goes some of the persons I want to thank for some things, specially the kindness for taking me back to DA eheh:



Yesterday I decided that I need to go away from here (the place where I live) for some time, so…today I’m going in a trip around the country….don’t know exactly where I’m going just…. going! I don’t feel the will to explain the reasons but I’m feeling very miserable since a long time….and it’s getting worst…I’ve tried everything I can remember and don’t know what else to do to save myself…that’s why I’m going on this trip….it’s not that I wish to spend my vacations here or there (in fact I don’t wish anything at all)….I just feel that I need to RUN AWAY….DISAPPEAR. So….I’ll be away from DA for some days….or weeks….don’t know either. In fact I don’t know almost nothing…everything is in suspense. How can someone create anything at all…when feeling like this? I can’t! I can’t….


There’s a little poem from a Portuguese poet, José Luís Peixoto, and it says something like this:

“How many times did you bet your life?
I bet my life a thousand times
Did you lost everything?
Yes, I always lost everything”

Well…. I can only say that I don’t feel the will to bet anymore.
I’m not sure if it’s a good translation, sorry for the mistakes.
Wish you all the best of life…I’m not, for sure, receiving the best of being alive.