« Well she’s walking through the clouds 
With a circus mind that’s running round 
Butterflies and zebras 
And moonbeams and fairy tales 
That’s all she ever thinks about 
Riding with the wind »

In these lines rolls EriBluff’s photography

Photography where you can see a spontaneity stolen from the street, the old mocking street that welcomes a world full of magic, art and displays only those who have time to sit and admire it.

Images of no plasticity.

Images of life.