Night Wanderings in Barcelona with a Sony
There’s a certain magic that only exists in Barcelona after dark, a softness in the air, a quiet pulse beneath the noise, a kind of cinematic shimmer that asks to be documented. Last night, I gave in to that call.
I left home with my Sony A7III slung across my shoulder and my small, faithful 50mm 1.8 attached, a setup that always reminds me that simplicity can be powerful. That sometimes all you need is one lens, one frame, one moment of honesty.
As I walked through Sarria, the streets hummed with the leftover warmth of the day. Cafés spilled laughter onto the sidewalks, people talked with their hands, I love photographing this neighborhood at night, not because it’s grand, but because it’s human. Every corner has a story. Every light has a temperature. Every passerby is carrying something invisible.
I kept my aperture wide open f/1.8 letting the city blur into dreamy bokeh. Barcelona becomes tender at that depth of field. Streetlights melt into soft orbs. Windows glow like little universes. The city stops demanding to be documented sharply and instead invites you to feel.
Photography at night is slower. It asks for presence. It reminds you to breathe. It feels like listening.
Sometimes, especially after years of moving cities, from Recife, to São Paulo, to Barcelona, the camera becomes a way to anchor myself again. To say: I am here. I am witnessing. I am part of this place.
And Barcelona… she always gives you poetry.
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