STREET & Wide horizons

I have the need to flee from city atmospheres and head towards wide landscapes where my mind is free. If I cannot experience such liberty, I simply find a way to escape within an urban environment. I imagine open horizons or expressions within a contained space. I create my own freedom.

the pool

Azure expanse, a portal to serenity. Geometric lines dissolve in liquid embrace, a silent invitation to lose oneself in the cool embrace of tranquility.

tokyo #2

Symphony of solitude. A million souls restlessly intertwined, each a universe unto themselves, veiled in the cloak of night.

a dream goal in the mediterranean

Where the sea meets the pitch, dreams come true.

sunroof mirror

On a beautiful sunny day, I must shoot a picture of a picture being taken. The sky is blue, the sun is shining nicely. What a view and hot spot!

Kongensgade 30, the garbage place

A surreal landscape, where the discarded and unwanted are piled high. A place where dreams go to die, and the detritus of human consumption is laid bare.

blue planet expedition

Humans landed on a cold planet, full of snow, where a bright light colours grey aluminium panels in blue. The new land feels safe and amicable.

bb fiction neatness

What secrets does this bench hold? What stories could it tell?

street art smoke

fifty fifty

The image captures the duality of the urban landscape, where beauty and ugliness, light and darkness, coexist in stark contrast. The skyscraper, a symbol of human ambition and technological prowess, stands defiantly against the backdrop of the cloudy sky

foot-pace #2

the american bum dream

The Big Apple nightlife. A palpable energy enriched with vivid and striking colours. Sitting on luminous red steps when in need of an energy refill is free to all (bums). A small and yet important example of the attraction of the American dream.

operahouse #7

City Symphony. The fragmented reflection of the Opera House evokes a dynamic symphony of urban life.

foot-pace #1

We, humans, stand on our feet to discover the world. My moving camera honours the world of below, where our feet belong and where reflections of movements bounce and shine.

SERGIO PETRELLI photographer