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I’ve seen many photographs of Calatrava’s City of Arts and Sciences and it’s always the beautiful compliment of architecture and engineering that strikes me. The two can often oppose one another, but this work had always seemed, from photographs at least, to have achieved a respectful balance, perhaps due to Calatrava’s own mastery and understanding
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Early morning, and as the first rays of sun filter through the valley, the sound of a thousand little bells rises up into the air accompanied by the bleating of sheep. Dawn chorus in the mountains. A cool breeze catches the pungent aroma of rosemary and lavender and wafts it enticingly into the room, urging
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There’s an abandoned village, about 5km walk up from Capileira. It sits at the bottom of the trail that leads you up the Poqueira Valley and onwards to the Mulhacen. It’s not a particularly remote place. There is a dirt road that rises up from Caplieira and the surrounding hillsides show evidence of some low
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The whole time I’ve been in Seville, I’ve been conscious of the Sierra Nevada lying there to the east of me, just waiting to be explored. I guess there are two types of people in the world. Those that are drawn to the sea and those for whom the allure of the mountains is the
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Some cities are made for simply wandering around in. Amsterdam is certainly one of them and so is Seville. In part it’s to do with the size of the place I suppose. It’s quite a compact city so it’s easy to move across it. I’ve been doing a lot of wandering here. It’s one of
