The problem is to formulate the adequate question.
Bolivia
Quick!
You can.
Toothless smile
A morning in the capital of Bolivia. I wonder how many people know this city, to me it is quite famous but it seems more people know more about the Mexican city of the same name, I unknown everything about it except its name.
This hole… this empty space among several ages, the Republican building, the modern one, the (probably) colonial and in the background the poor blocks in the hills, from the window of the hotel seemed a kind of messy smile in the morning. It was cold so I went back to bed, hehe now you know why there aren’t so many sunrises here xD.
Unlimited (a meeting)
To run without obstacles… just free. This is the kind of place where I used to play when kid.
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Correr sin obstáculos… libre. Esta es la clase de lugar donde solía jugar de niño.
Sound in rock
Voices and ceremonial sounds were emited with this stone.
In the old temple of Kalasasaya in Bolivia; it’s said that it was used as a loudspeaker stone. sculpted to amplify the human voice. I have traveled palaces, pyramides and cities of our ancient civilizations but it has to be the only place where I have seen a stone made in that way…
Motion
A machine leaving a mark of noise in a peacefukl valley in Bolivia.
blue shawl, blue sky
The life waiting in the highways a bus… this is in Bolivia near the Peruvian frontier.
Blue eye
Eyes everywhere looking for the mysteries under the cloak of the night.
Make it light
I love flares. They give an appearance of science fiction and happiness to things. My life when kid was in an old adobe house with rationed electricity so naturally I always was attracted by computers, metallic instruments and artificial lights. I loved the J.J. Abrams Star Trek movie, the plot and the photography and the flares. I didn’t see the original TV show (I saw the next generation with Patrick Stewart) but sure know I’m much more familiar with the characters.
The photograph was taken from the second floor of a fast food restaurant in La Paz, people was seeing a match of the Bolivian national team, perhaps they guessed my foreign origin when I preferred to sit instead in a place to see the city through a dirty window. Of course I couldn’t let pass those flares ;-)
Conspiracy of trees
Why are they up there? Why the judgment? almost hidden in the clay, with leaves as thousands of little eyes staring me, the breeze muting their accusative whispers in a song of hush…