Every time I walked by c/ Alcala 34 I stopped to admire the beautiful doors. I imagined the doors’ heavy iron vines germinating and unfurling, like fractals, into those delicate flourishes. This city enchants.
– Madrid, 20 June 2013
Madrid
Every time I walked by c/ Alcala 34 I stopped to admire the beautiful doors. I imagined the doors’ heavy iron vines germinating and unfurling, like fractals, into those delicate flourishes. This city enchants.
– Madrid, 20 June 2013