Developing Your Eye: Day II – Street

My town is a maze of porches, bright and colourful, ceilings painted with ancient affreschi, wrought iron lamps hanging over your head as you stroll around, seeking cover from the storms. 

They do come handy during our frequent rainy or snowy days, offering some cover during your daily walk to school or work. Tourists are enthusiastic and often blabber about having never seen those, gasping at the mosaic patterns on the floor and the frescos adorning the ceilings. 

And at sunsets, rays from the dying sun sometimes offer shadow and light games such ad the one I captured, setting the walls on fire.