Puerta de Sol

November 10, 2010
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How beautiful it is-restaurants, small shops. We outline the plaza, walking under the sheltered roofs, faster now, we run. I’m pulled down a side street, dodging cafe tables, pushing in chairs, I sneak a glance over my shoulder. Everything is alive, it’s so real. I stare. People pass, a blur, bumping me along, they tell me to hurry, keep up. But I must shoot this scene, this moment exists for the sole purpose of being captured-I’m in awe. I follow the soft glowing street lamps up the cobblestone, stop only a moment. CLICK.

Months later I would realize what I’d done. I had been a tourist who’d fallen in love and refused to let that love go. I can feel the rush of that moment each time I look up at my wall, my soul coming alive in Puerta de Sol.

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Macx14 said...
Nov. 26, 2010 at 12:17 pm
Very short, but very powerful. I would advise lengthening it a bit, but amazing otherwise. Great job!
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