You never know where the inspiration will come from. For years I was biking under a bridge and looking into a “dirty hole” as I called it, that just kept on drawing my attention every single time. It was the light that made that creepy place so special for my photographic eye. It would change from a hard tiny strip falling from the top of the bridge in the midday to a perfect soft light spot in the early morning and late afternoon.
From the first day on I knew I gonna shoot there. I kept on biking along the place back and forth and ideas bounced in my head like lottery balls but no number was coming out… Until, this summer, Patta blessed us with the seersucker paks, that I’m totally in love with as much as with this toxic duo ♥ →