The sun had already warmed the old wooden chairs of tram 28 when we hopped aboard. Before that, we'd spent the morning exploring the streets of Lisbon, indulging in pasteis de nata at Manteigaria.
As the tram began to slowly navigate the steep, narrow streets, the salty-fresh air worked its way through a small side window and onto our happy faces. In that moment, I zoned out. Gone was the sound of busy street life. I could no longer hear thoughts whirring around my head. Instead, my focus rested solely on the visuals, colours, lines and forms of the city.
I noticed little details such as mosaics and colourful tiles that nestle among the city's historic architecture. We passed kids playing, tourists wandering carefree up the hills and wrinkled Portuguese grandmothers shopping for fresh fruit and vegetables.
This is a city of sun. In my photographs, I play with the colour yellow as it popped up every now and then. In Lisbon, you're in the constant company of a golden hue, whether sipping a trendy turmeric latte beside street art at the LX Factory, eating pastries or buying sardines in retro-looking cans. Come evening, as the sinking sun sets the city's yellow-painted houses aglow, you enjoy a beer up on a miradouro and the dwindling rays warm your face and heart.