A visit to Florence wouldn't be complete without enduring at least one museum queue. I chose to visit the Uffizi Gallery, built in 1581 at the request of Granduca Francisco de’ Medici, it seemed like the logical choice; I’ve always been interested in the Medici family. Also, they have a of Medusa's head, one of my favourite stories as a child – Medusa and Perseus, I've always wanted a pair of those winged sandals Hermes leant him.
My experiment in self-discovery through photography has helped me uncover two things about myself. I have a tendency to leave a trail of valuable items scattered across the planet; a passport destroyed in Toronto, an iPhone lost in Venice, and my camera battery charger in Milan – not good for a photography experiment.
The other thing I've discovered about myself is that I'd much rather photograph interesting food, strange people, and places unknown; than stand for hours in a queue to photograph works of art.
Evviva! Italia style. I’m enjoying capturing things that are deeply engrained in a culture. Italy is a proud nation, the red, green, and blue a constant reminder of how much they love their country. And how bikes, scooters, and motorcycles are the way of life.
I wonder what Michelangelo would think of this David – as you’ve never seen him – Mercato Centrale Firenze
I discovered the most amazing pasta at Il Tartufo; spaghetti in a truffle cream sauce with truffle shavings, simply put … meraviglioso!!
Even cherubs have a big night out.
Florence, more selfie sticks than people..
And tongues out!
I’m starting to experiments with black & white, really like the light in this pic.
As the sun sets over Florence...
The busking begins, these guys, on Ponte Vecchio, did one of the best covers of: “She” - Meraviglioso!