Fado at Adega Machado in Lisbon 2025
Fado starts quiet and ends up in your chest.
At Adega Machado I waited for breath and stillness—the blink between notes, the hands settling on strings. The room leaned forward together, strangers sharing the same story for a few minutes.
Photographing music is mostly patience.
When it lands, you feel it before you see it. These frames come from that edge where silence and sound trade places.
