On a warm summer night, tapped on the shoulder by the last raindrops of the summer storm that is swiftly hiding in the endless sky.....That is the rare moment when the great spectacle of lights and shadows, deep colours and a pale haze unfolds all around you like a revelation of the wonders of nature.

It was on that exact moment, gazing at the miracles in the meadows and the clouds, that I realized I had no camera on me, just a ragged old mobile phone. The wonders and splendour exposed themselves even in that tiny lens, as if they were a painting desperate for a canvas, a brush searching for a painter.