Like an eagle’s nest, Marvão looms high above, impregnable. Miguel’s photo essay among the whites of the houses, the browns of the wall and all the colours of the vast horizon.
No one has an equal experience along the same paths and the photographer’s eye, we know it well, is different from all the others. Marvão is an old friend, visited time and time again. It doesn’t bring us anything new, but always the same pleasure to climb the hill, breach the wall and walk through the white houses to the top, where the castle is.
Miguel, this time, chose not to enter the castle, that the late afternoon and its light demanded exploring the streets of the village. They are contrasts, horizons, signs of life that are portrayed here.
The photos are all by Miguel Montez.
