I still know how to weaving with bare hands, but I’ve forgotten to do it with crochet. In Puno Region is common to see ladies weaving in the streets. This is an ushnu (ceremonial public temple) called Inca Uyu from the Inca Empire that ended like a touristic attraction in ruins.
There is a legend, I suspect it is recent, and even more I suspect it was a tale disguised of legend to amaze to intellectuals. It says that when the Spaniards killed Atahualpa, the last Inca (emperor, czar, Caesar, Kaiser) and taken his members to all the Tawantin Suyu (the real name of Perú, “Perú” is a product of the ignorance) slowly his body started to rejoin. The legend says that when it’s going to be complete the Tawantin Suyu is coming back again, strong and civilized.
To my mind it sounds a bit western to be real. But it’s real that in certain way our culture is in pieces. In the photograph there is a lil girl playing with a textile with a particular design made it just in that specific city (Chucuito), and that textile is upon a part of a building. We’re like roman citizens when they walked in Rome’s ruins ignoring that they were living in a legendary city with a complex culture.
I can guess for the carving style that it is from an imperial building, the size and shape means that it was in a upper part of the wall, the location says that the building was felled, it was did it or by the invaders or by ignorants.
As architect I follow the ideas that I can discover from the old ages, when science and inventive was the force behind the designs, not the dark ages when everything important were churches that in every earthquake collapse because are built with tradition and neither logic nor thought. My goal is to design with the same innovation, because I know part of the country problem is that we have the mentality bring it for the Spanish of those ages (because today Spain is other culture shining and brilliant) that we have to sell simple things with the minimal force of the muscle to get things made for other people with the force of their minds. The empire wasn’t thus.
I know we can, I suspect that Inkarri is a fake legend, but that doesn’t mean that I have not right to try to make it real.