This is not a photography book.

This is not a poetry book either.

Not a travel guide, nor a journal...

It's about details, colors, lights, shadows. Corners I've spotted, thoughts I've read in some people's eyes, in a piece of paper hanging from a gate...

It's about atmospheres that filled me with wonder and visions that flashed and hit me thanks to a moving branch or a kids' hug.

It's about what I liked, mostly, and what I did not, but, in both cases it's always been something that gave me the urge to shoot, to preserve the moment.

This book is about flying around and absorbing as much life as possible.