Announce to the world your union and created memories that will be cherish for years to come. Let's plan together the perfect experience at the perfect place with the perfect setting.It's important for us to bound with you. This first photoshoot is the perfect opportunity to get comfortable in front of the camera.
We care and understand how important is every detail and how you feel this day! We're a team that will work really hard to make justice to this amazing celebrations. We want to listing to you, understand your expectations and be inspired by your story, to capture the essence of your love and the beauty of your feelings.
After 8th years of experiences in the wedding industry, we had found a perfect match of professionals that we trust. They will complete the package for you to preserve all the senses of your wedding day!
Celebrated and elevated your relationships! Give us access to witness you love and created beautiful photographs to decore your home and relived this experiences with your
love-ones for the rest of your life.
A&L has been traveling in different amazing destinations through the years, photographing sweet-heart weddings in enchanting and exotic locations between north and South Africa, Portugal, Spain and Middle East.
"DROWSY PALMS SPLAY THEIR LEAVES OVER THE RIPPLING POOL, AND WOODEN SUN-LOUNGERS SIT UNDER WOODEN PARASOLS."
How strange it is to breathe the air of another place and find it familiar, not in climate or territory, but in the resounding space where primal memory slumbers. It is paradise to see a smile in someone’s face and recognise it, to trace the rough crevices of a time-worn wall and recall your own home, to meet a stranger and find them like-minded.
It is at Sentidos Beach Retreat that these comforting sensations of familiarity are evoked. It sits on the bustling road that takes to Barra Beach, in the Mozambican state of Africa, with a smoke-brown façade like churning palm trees.
Founder Barbara Perino notion for Sentidos revolves around home and ease. The architecture and interior design came from the minds of her creative spirit and vision, drawing nature into its confines without constriction. Its 12 suites surround an open atrium, which gulps in natural light and sends it spilling over balconies, warming weather-worn tiles and catching in the sharp leaves of potted palms. Throughout the resort, it slips playfully through the slits of wooden shutters and wide stairwells, imbuing the plaster with a sun-kissed lambency.
Drowsy palms splay their leaves over the rippling pool, and wooden sun-loungers sit under yellow parasols.
WE ALL HAVE BODIES, NERVOUS SYSTEMS, AND BEATING HEARTS, WHICH CHANNEL OUR EMOTIONS ... THEY HAVE A NATURAL RHYTHM. I WANTED THE SCULPTURES TO INTERACT WITH THAT RHYTHM, AND TO MAKE THE VIEWER AWARE OF HIS OR HER BODY.
TIvoli is one of those spaces that makes me feel weak at the knees!
It has a delicate beauty, which harbours a subtle power. Portugal itself has a real bite, a taste, which runs through the food, the language and the landscape. It’s lyrical and it’s beautiful; I was drawn to that bite, that edge. Tivoli Evora, it sparked an outpouring of sustainable, culminating in a minimalistic architecure. Swathes of jagged grass bristle. Ancient trees curl their limbs towards a sky heavy with cloud, as if to support it. In the midst of expansive grasslands in Alentejo, Portugal, Tivoli is a low lying strip of white.
THE OTHER SIDE OF THE GREAT ATLAS
to Ouazezatte, the doors of the desert. it was late night. Camille and Adille, La Palmeraie's owners was waiting for us at the bus station, ready to take us to La Palmeraie and start our eight days of photos of the property and surroundings. In tose eigh days we felt very close to the Berberian culture, we had the chance to experience no turistic pats culture and food secrets. Until that unforgivable night in the Sahara Desert. Sleeping under a carpet of stars.
In my mind, Morocco consists of golden sands, dry heat, and unblemished blue skies. But as we land, the landscape is masked in grey rain. En route to our destination, the driver cheerily reminds me the rain was much needed. We
arrived to Marrakech we take a taxy to the closer bus station ready for five or six hours on an old bus to cross the Great Atlas once again. Immerse in tiny roads and great altitude the landscape change shape and color every hundred miles. Followed by the sunset we made our way