The best recipe for a resort walk is simple — no fixed destination, just a route that unfolds on its own.

Prainha is one of Madeira's finest beaches — a rare spot with sand in copper and rust tones.

Solitude sometimes is best society.

We share space, but not always attention.

The stories I could tell you, passerby, are full of mystery and intrigue.

It sounds beautiful, although for birds, of course, things are far less romantic.

This photo series is dedicated to the fearless conquerors of the wind, paragliders.

Spring walks in these parts tend to be visually minimalistic.

I once had an encounter in the woods — a perfect example of how spring can quietly undermine a squirrel’s reputation.

Because their energy doesn’t come from within.

A view from a top-floor hotel room in Istanbul is its own kind of therapy.

Once, at the beginning of winter, in a very, very old village, they discovered a very, very old door...

Funny what you stumble upon in these cobbled lanes.

In twilight, the sky’s hues meet the city’s glow.

The road is my closest companion when I travel.

It often happens that you step out of the car for a single shot — and end up finding an entire story.

I’ve always loved shooting canyons, especially from a high vantage point.

Sometimes the perfect Sunday looks suspiciously simple.

Those who trust in flight.

Hands that know their work.