davida rauch
A randomly (or maybe not so randomly) placed banana peel.
The camouflage of electronics and iron bars to protect the house, pots for decoration.
A hollow place in a mountain, created to make a living in.
Outdated luxury, to be thrown away.
A tile art piece on the wall of a house, probably to show the residents identity as a dancer.
Plants on top of a roof, according to old usage. Was it once meant in this way? Or are these the remains of the old usage?
A piece of craft, highly likely created with a lot of precision and attention.
Imitation of very old and precious architecture to create a certain atmosphere in a shop.
People who like to experience a historic story by dressing up and being surrounded by the architecture of that specific time.
Three friends playing around in the void of sand and sea.
An open structure as a containment for escaping balloons.
The reconstructed drawing of a facade, revealed by its incorrectly places stripes of white light.
A camouflage brick drawing, trying to hide (the secret behind) the steal door. Covered by the remains of merciless grafitti-ers.
A structure to show the slowely process of the dissolution of a bird.
A project of devotion.
Street merchandisers, displaying their commodity on a fabrique with 4 cords.
A unique house, created with low key and local materials.
This is Julia, my Chinese friend, met in the bus to Zarautz. Julia told me she is scared to swim.
One day se tried and sank in the depth of the water.
Two mint tea's with a lot honey on a table of a busy cafe, where were - exept for me - only man. During a walk, I met the Algarian receptionist of our hostel, who invited me to his favourite cafe. To be honest....I felt a bit uncomfortable.