Imagined Nocturnals

I often revisit my photo archives for the places I didn’t had the chance to explore after dusk and try to imagine how they would look like at night time and how much the ordinary can look magical under the right conditions.

One of these places is Coimbra, a city I visit often but for some odd reason never spent a night there shooting.
Part memory, part imagination, part photo manipulation, this essay dwells in an area I usually keep for myself.