Between Worlds: The Art of Belonging Everywhere and Nowhere

The morning mist hangs low over Barcelona today, transforming the familiar cityscape into something dreamlike and new. It's just past 9 AM on Wednesday, and I'm perched on my favorite bench in Parc de la Ciutadella, watching the city slowly emerge through the haze. Yesterday's clarity has given way to something softer, more contemplative – como si el mundo estuviera respirando más despacio hoy.

I came here before breakfast, camera in hand but lens cap still on. Sometimes I need to see before I capture. Sometimes the seeing itself is enough.

A text from my editor arrived last night about the coastal pollution series – they want to expand it into a feature with personal narratives from local fishermen. My immediate reaction surprised me: not the familiar rush of excitement for a new project, but a quiet recognition of responsibility. These aren't just subjects for my lens; they're neighbors whose stories I'm being invited to help tell.

This evolution feels significant. Three years ago, I would have approached this as primarily a creative opportunity. Now I understand it as something more complex – a bridge between worlds that I'm uniquely positioned to build because of who I've become: neither fully local nor simply a visitor.

Estoy aprendiendo a habitar este espacio intermedio con más gracia.

Perhaps this is what my restlessness has been preparing me for all along – not to belong completely to any one place, but to move with awareness between many. To translate experiences across boundaries. To find home in the connections rather than in fixed geography.

The mist is lifting now, revealing a city I know intimately yet still discover daily. A group of elderly men have begun their morning tai chi practice nearby, their slow, deliberate movements creating a meditation in motion that seems to perfectly mirror my internal state.

I take my camera out but don't immediately raise it to my eye. Instead, I hold it in my hands, feeling its weight and presence – a tool not just for capturing moments but for creating relationships with the world around me.

Quizás el verdadero arte no es solo lo que fotografiamos, sino cómo aprendemos a ver – con paciencia, con respeto, con la voluntad de ser transformados por lo que observamos.

Aprendiendo a pertenecer al espacio intermedio,
Sofia