I’ve been revamping my commercial/lifestyle photography portfolio this week. It’s agonizing work; there’s nothing that makes you feel more like your work sucks than trying to put together a website that showcases your best stuff. Because I have, frankly, no idea how to organize something like that, I’ve spent equal amounts of time browsing other photographers’ websites, just to see. In case going through all of your own work to find the best images didn’t demoralize you enough, looking at everybody else’s best work ever does the trick.
But there’s one very big upside. I’m including galleries for all of my travels (italy has its own, for example, just like quite a few others) and browsing through these images and organizing them into galleries? Even when I’m being ultra critical, reliving the adventures makes me SO HAPPY.
I thought I would share some of this magic with you all and showcase some of my favorite images of one of my favorite little towns. Ronda, Spain, is BEAUTIFUL. It’s a tiny little town in the middle of nowhere. There aren’t that many people who call Ronda home and it’s not overrun with tourists, either. Generally, we were the only Americans we ran into there.
All of the little white houses that make up the town of Ronda are perched on a very large rock. That’s a bit of a silly way of putting it, so let me try again: A long time ago, when they were figuring out where to live, the residents of Ronda figured out that in the middle of these beautiful plains and fields there was a big cliff and if they built their homes overlooking that cliff, they would be able to protect themselves against attackers much more easily. It was an idea that worked splendidly and they have been living in one of the most picturesque little places I have ever seen ever since. So there’s that.
Like much of Spain, the (cobbled!) streets are lined with white homes. But just because their homes don’t have much color, that doesn’t mean the streets don’t. It’s no secret that bougainvillea are some of my favorite blooms of all time. (how could you not love them?! the entire premise of a bougainvillea plant is that it piles as many blooms as possible on top of itself. it’s incredible. and they come in tons of different colors, to boot.) Spain has this glorious flower. It also sneaks in some pretty doors and some splashes of colorful paint.
A funny thing happened while we were in Ronda. It was their annual festival and there were Spainiards from surrounding towns crowding the streets and restaurants and bars. There was tons of live music and animals (I held an owl!!!) and, here’s the best bit: EVERYBODY was dressed in period costume. Seriously, everybody. We could have been on a set for a movie. There was a parade, but apart from the parade, the entire town stayed in costume for the entire weekend. It was one of the most memorable events I’ve ever experienced. Haha!
To get between the ridges of the cliffs, there are these incredible and massive bridges. Three or four in total, they are impressive and beautiful. The residents are proud of them and you know it because they show them off by lighting them up at night. And there you have it! One of my favorite little spots in Spain. I’d love to come back here. And everywhere. I want to go back everywhere. You know how it is.