Foi com enorme honra e profundo sentido de responsabilidade que aceitei o convite para integrar a exposição comemorativa dos 30 anos da Comunidade dos Países de Língua Portuguesa (CPLP), realizada na sede das Nações Unidas, em Nova Iorque.

WORKSHOP de Fotografia de Paisagem e Vida Animal - COSTA VICENTINA, 24 A 26 DE ABRIL.

Photographing Madeira and Porto Santo is, for me, an exercise in listening. Listening to the light, the wind, the silence, and the unique rhythm of each island…

Along the banks of the Rio Tinto, water reveals itself as transformed matter.
Its acidity, resulting from the prolonged dissolution of iron and other metals, permeates the riverbed and margins, staining the river with red tones that define its identity and name.

For centuries, the white stork was synonymous with departure and return. A symbol of the seasons, migration, and the natural cycle between Europe and Africa. Today, that pattern is beginning to change. In Portugal, a growing number of individuals no longer migrate and remain in the country throughout the winter.

Autumn is the moment when nature reveals its most delicate and poetic transformation. Leaves that were once green and vibrant slowly surrender to shades of yellow, orange, and red, creating a landscape that celebrates the passing of time.

After a lot of planning, we “only” had one day left to visit the Isle of Skye. We knew it would be exhausting and that there were many kilometers ahead of us, yet it was impossible not to go — even if only for a short while.

Among the silent valleys and wind-swept cliffs, griffon vultures and black vultures rise as guardians of the cycle of life and death. Their presence commands reverence — vast wings casting ancient shadows over the land, eyes gazing into eternity.

As depression Erin swept across Portugal, it brought strong winds, rough seas, and a rare spectacle for this time of year. At the Nazaré Canyon, the waves rose far higher than usual, revealing the full power of the Atlantic in mid-summer.

After several years visiting the Portuguese archipelagos, I’ve come to realise that every time I return, something there slows our pace and kindles the heart…

Aerial photography of dry soils marked by mining sediment reveals a raw and striking beauty. From above, the scarred land takes on a new aesthetic dimension: open wounds, deep grooves, and deposit stains form intense visual patterns…

Já visitei este local incontáveis vezes. Em muitas delas, movido apenas pelo desejo de contemplar a sua beleza serena e intemporal.

Habitualmente, fotografo-o de um ponto mais elevado, explorando a paisagem a partir de ângulos amplos. No entanto, ao longo dos anos e com sucessivas visitas, fui descobrindo formas de o abordar sob novas perspetivas — algumas mais acessíveis, outras exigindo algum engenho e persistência.