Late night lights
We’d just finished a meal at a restaurant by the name of Les Quinze Nits on the Place Real in Barcelona when we took a stroll down the Carrer de Ferran. In late January, the nights are milder than in the UK but there is still a distinct hint of winter’s presence in the air. My coat kept out the cold while I loitered on the street corners waiting for a moment like the one above. At first the side alley was empty which seemed so desolate. Then, a couple began to walk down as the composition took shape. Late night lights are some of the most atmospheric.