Marco Schenone: Y dale alegría, alegría a mi corazón, es lo único que te pido al menos hoy
Marco Schenone: La motocicleta
Marco Schenone: Focus on the lights
Marco Schenone: Good bye look
Marco Schenone: A cracked look, a light getting out from it... There is a bird in her mind, a bird who wants to be free. Let it spread its wings and protect you from what you do not want to see.
Marco Schenone: If you are watching this... the photographer is happy
Marco Schenone: Me preocupa
Marco Schenone: Brenda in the middle
Marco Schenone: Double exposure
Marco Schenone: The same path over and over.
Marco Schenone: Ceiling over ceiling!
Marco Schenone: Protected area
Marco Schenone: Tu calle preferida
Marco Schenone: What paradise looks like to me
Marco Schenone: I like trains and rails
Marco Schenone: Is it the world or the train what moves?
Marco Schenone: Claro que hay ocaciones en que uno esa caminando por la calle y siente un olor o una brisa, escucha una canción o reconoce en un desconocido un gesto, y todo se vuelve a abrir, todo regresa, como una ola, como una bofetada
Marco Schenone: Cold is cold
Marco Schenone: I don't ask for much; but when I do it's for something money can't buy.
Marco Schenone: Sun setting down
Marco Schenone: The best things are not precisely things
Marco Schenone: time catches everyone
Marco Schenone: She's always carrying that little bank
Marco Schenone: May you find happiness in moments you never expected
Marco Schenone: Public transportation in Iquitos