It is on the edge where we find the most mysterious things. Portugal, being a bordering country of Europe and making frontier with the Atlantic Ocean, it is a country with European characteristics, however it has not lost its identity. Although there is a globalisation, it has been able to keep its traditions. We still can find a portugality, a traditional way of life due to its geographic position, more Atlantic than European.

It is on the edge where you can find the best photos, when there is no certainty of having captured the moment or not, when the hundredth or the thousandth of a second goes beyond the simple register, and it sustains on a breath taking moment and on a surgical act, we get the best shoot.

On the edge is then an explosion of sensations resulting from an intuition, an instinct, something indefinable, that works on a moment that brain captures but human eyes often cannot see; something that escapes but reasons that confound us make magic happen.

It is on the edge, where the rational interacts with the irrational, where emotions are taken to its limits and often make us feel on a limb, floating on a space of time between dimensions, where time stops and makes us detach of our own body.

It is also on the edge where we catch the unique instant, when all the intensity of the moment makes sense, the intensity of a look, of an attitude, a smile, that makes us smile, think, wonder, but does not leave us indifferent. It is on the eternity of those moments that we can grasp the untemporality of photography, as well as the emotivity, because emotions are universal.

It is on the intangibility of the moment that we can understand the surprising strength of photography, because the world that surround us changes on each fraction of a second and all we see is on a constant move, every moment is unique and unrepeatable. Photography helps us to be aware of that!