Sometimes a child became alone in the middle of a square waiting for his parents as a refugee. The builds are strange spot disappearing as an ice cream. The lost look and their fallen arms only wish a happy end.
AUTHOR: Francisco Peralta Gutiérrez del Álamo SPAIN
I moved from Ronda to Madrid to study mathematics and now I am settled for 20 years. Daily images create an irrepressible need to be photographed to make them permanent. I have made some exhibitions:
Exhibition held in Madrid for the X Photography Prize Arganzuela 2017
Honorable Mention - Photo, People, 2017 MONOVISIONS AWARDS 2017