I’m always on the lookout for fleeting images to capture with my camera. A passer-by walks past me without noticing that I’m there. The figure strides past this old metal door covered with all kinds of posters, made up of colors that not too long ago were still bright. The person soon disappears off the scene, but it doesn’t matter. I have them on my memory chip. I take fleeting moments like this and keep them like a rainbow that comes out after the rain. I’m left with the moment in which drops of rain and rays of sunlight cross through each other.