I’ll go first:

I am drawn to street photography not for my prowess in it, but for its elusive nature. Though I recognize exceptional street photography, creating an image that resonates with me as much as those by my favorite artists remains a challenge.

I acknowledge the fallacy in my desire, understanding that authentic street photography transcends time and can manifest in any era. Yet, my yearning is to transport myself back 60 to 70 years, immersing my lens in the streets of Porto, Portugal—the city I now call home. I long to freeze moments with its people, documenting a bygone era.

In this temporal journey, I yearn to encounter my grandparents in their youth, capturing the essence of their daily lives. When investigating century-old photos of Porto, a profound nostalgia envelops me, an inexplicable yearning for a time I’ve never witnessed firsthand. The allure lies in the people, the quaint streets, the absence of towering structures, the vintage attire—a captivating blend that fuels my desire to witness and immortalize it through my camera lens.

How about you?