City - Ilse Marlow

Project: City
Place: Lisbon & Porto
Date: November 2023
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A white curtain blowing out of an open window with green shutters, on a pale stone building seen through tree branches.

Third floor. Nobody came to close it.

A street lamp in silhouette against a pink sunset over a river, with a domed skyline, a lit bridge and a blurred car passing.

I had been on the bridge for most of an hour waiting for the sky to do something, and then it did, all at once, for about four minutes. Every car that passed shook the railing. In the end I stopped trying to keep still and let one of them into the picture.

A blurred woman with a shoulder bag walking past a yellow tram on a cobbled street at dusk, lit windows above.

The 28, and someone not waiting for it.

A pale green house with an arched wooden door and a small iron balcony, a flowering tree and dappled shadows, stone bollards in front.

A street that empties after lunch. I walked past it every day for a week before I noticed the door, and every day after that I walked past on purpose.

A lit train crossing a stone arch bridge over a river at dusk, the city's lights reflected in the water beneath the arch.

The last train across, from the quay below. I missed mine home.

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Project: City
Place: Lisbon & Porto
Date: November 2023
Images: —

Third floor. Nobody came to close it.

The 28, and someone not waiting for it.

A street that empties after lunch. I walked past it every day for a week before I noticed the door, and every day after that I walked past on purpose.

The last train across, from the quay below. I missed mine home.

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