Surfing is a way of understanding life. In the rough waters of the Atlantic has a different dimension. No big waves, not much sun. Smaller waves, cloudy skies, and stormy sea.

A bridge is always a path between two sides, between two spaces, the union of two worlds. In our picture the idea is simple. A space that communicates perfectly defined on its sides, even on top. One-way road. No chance of exit. Not even sure we have an exit at the end of the bridge, and a door closes hope.

Naval Exhibition. Builders of model sailboats, with an ocean liner docked at the pier.

Sometimes the memories are stored in the beach forgetfulness. These are some of the memories.