After a 26 hours trip back from Argentina, we are finally back to my hometown for a one week stop. It is quite a strange feeling to go from a million+ city to a small town of 5’000. In terms of street photography, it also feels quite strange to come back to a place one knows inside out after a whole youth spend in its streets. Do you photograph the familiar, or are one’s eyes able to detect what makes it different ?
The shot below shows the impression you get when you enter the town at time. The six century old church reigns over the settlement and no souls can be seen in the streets. Well, maybe except for a shadow turning at the corner … (click on picture to enlarge)