About Natalia Carbonell
Nat is a writer and photographer based in Mexico City. An art and animal lover, she travels looking for places where her interests converge or show her the world in a different way. With pen and lens, she wants to find and reveal the stories hidden in the nooks and crannies of the places we regularly pass by without paying attention.
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Discovering the Gallery District in San Jose del Cabo
San Jose del Cabo is captivating right away. Its vivid character and bright colors invite you to walk in the…
The Five Elements of Chinese Aesthetics
A journey through Chinese aesthetics is a tour through its philosophy and culture. The Five Elements Theory, Wu Xing is…
The Story of Oaxaca’s Alebrijes: A Unique Craft of Taller Jacobo y María Ángeles
In downtown Oaxaca, a gallery with colorful copal hummingbirds hanging at the entrance captures my attention. Inside the Art Gallery…
CU29 Lightware: an Interview with Zoe Ramsey
CU29 Lightware, founded by Zoe Ramsey, is dedicated to designing and producing luxury handcrafted luminaires, created mainly in copper. A…
The Blue of Jardin Majorelle
A well-balanced mixture of French Art Deco and the Moroccan style, the Majorelle Garden is one of Marrakesh’s most appealing…
Naoshima and Teshima: Japan’s Hidden Gems of Art and Nature
Taking the ferry to the islands of Naoshima and Teshima on a foggy morning in October, we couldn’t have known…
A Glimpse of South Africa: Captivating Scenes in Cape Town
A Glimpse of South Africa Captivating Scenes in Cape Town Located on the southern tip of Africa, Cape Town combines…
Beijing’s Pearl: the National Centre for the Performing Arts
In the heart of Beijing, the National Centre for the Performing Arts appears as a drop of modernity. At first,…
Concrete Tulips: In the Heart of New York City, Little Island is an Oasis on the Water
Along the western side of the bustling island of Manhattan, a series of pillars emerge from the water, expanding their…
Across the Dunes of the Sahara Desert
As the sun began to set and the camel kept winding down through the desert sand, I couldn’t help but…
