Street art

If it takes more than 5 minutes, it’s not graffiti.

Mint Serf

I laugh at the way some people think graffiti is all selfish tagging and vandalism. Thoughtful street art is like good fiction – it speaks out on behalf of everyone, for us all to see.

Carla H. Krueger

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Street art

Photo : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photo : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photo : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

On my way home

Photo : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

On my way home I’m on demand
I see the rainbow in the sky
The red crab is dancing
In the golden sand

On my way home I have time
To enjoy the beautiful landscape
And I cannot believe
Mother nature has blessed me

On my way home I just breathe
The salted water on my hair
The seaweed cracking below my feet
The sky changes in a blink

On my way home I forget my pain
My eyes are craving for a miracle
Suddenly, the bush of the old tree
Is waving me again

On my way home I feel free.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz





Art nestled in the nature

Reprise

Creativity is contagious, pass it on.

Albert Einstein

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Strolling around

Reprise

I miss traveling
I miss taking the plane, the train or even the subway
I miss my family and friends around the world
I miss my freedom
My wings have not been cut off yet
So I might be strolling around more often.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

A poem by Amber and Filipa

Reprise

Photo : KaDDD

Travelling through a picture, a book, a song or a poem
Your friends experiences igniting the fire in your dreams, sending an omen
Travelling and expanding the horizons of the infinite multitudes of mind worldly manifestations
Travelling with your eyes wide open or perfectly closed
Travelling around the world
Or without leaving your place
The imagination has it’s own space
Bridged, connected
No dead-ends or frontiers
Travelling with no luggage at all
Or prepared for an adventure, survival gear, tools
Having the starry sky as a roof
And the soft grass as a bed
Finding ways around financial balances instead
Travelling alone or in good company
By car, by train, by plane, on foot
Or even in a colourful balloon
Travelling from Kenya to Alaska
Crossing mountains, deep seas and valleys
Jungles, forests and desert galleys
Travelling through your sleep
Breath out, breath in
Take the experiences and warp your life from within
Travelling forces you to step out of your comfort zone
Experiencing the real world, leaving behind this world’s addiction to phones
False evidence appearing real, fear
Let it come near
Travelling challenges your comprehension of this world
And once you return you’re no longer the same
Friends to call home and remembering names
Travelling broadens your brain, nourishes your spirit, cherishes your physical
And challenges your conception of this world
Leaving nostalgic photos, the world left in the crevices of your god given body.

Thank you Amber for this invitation! De malinha pronta meets diosraw

Filipa & Amber diosraw

Anywhere I go

Photo : KaDDD

Anywhere I go
There’s a blue sky
And a soft place to land
Anywhere I go
I hear birds singing
And I see colourful flowers
Anywhere I go
Silence is golden
And words are whispered
Anywhere I go
My heart is light
And my body floats
Anywhere I go
There’s love
And hope
Anywhere I go
It’s a new day
Always the beginning
Never the end.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz


Out of the box

Photo : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

The others turn right
While I take left
They scream « go »
I freeze
When all ll is quiet
I just start moving
I don’t need music to dance
Nor the sun to shine
To put a smile on my face
The same patterns
Colours and shapes
Dressed up in uniform
Not for me!
Every time people try to fix me
I jump out of the box.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Volare!

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

Langston Hughes

Close your eyes
Open your wings and fly
Imagine you’re free
Trust me
You’re about to live
Something special and unique
Dreams know no boundaries
Life is also made of sweet memories.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Secret beach

Golden sand
Shells in my hand
Deep see
Come with me
Foamy waves
I can almost hear the whales
Cool breeze
No worries, please!
Seagulls flying
Keep trying
Hidden treasures
My life is all that matters
Bare feet
You are so sweet
Golden silence
Freedom is my guidance.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz