In the borders of Lima city the hill disappears, it’s populated by homes that see the sea with open mouths and astonished eyes staring in their colored faces…
The waves in the landscape… A hidden road to the red castle and a sky so blue behind the clouds of a storm that did not become to be.
There are sometimes moments when even friendships can end without notice. I think the worst attitude that can break in me the idea of friendship is selfishness, egoism… when the other person think that one or the rest is there to justify their existence without giving nothing in exchange. I know latinos have different thoughts, but as Aymara in our culture the correspondence is a basic principle.
I was thinking about it because I see some persons with which I have just promises to be with them when they need me, or a routine to visit them. But is evident that the more we know another person the more we know the true self of the others, and that’s well. I am not perfect and don’t ask for perfection neither, but when I notice the other person focused in him/herself I feel it’s enough. Even friendships can vanish in the wind.
I remember the cloud vanishing in the afternoon quite fast… an ephemeral art erased by an invisible hand in the blue sky.
… flying a red world. He believes to be free but it’s just slave of another being.
This is another photograph from a bus in the highlands of the Andean Plateau. This time I used a Marumi polarizer because they can be very effective to reduce reflections. The only downside is that they block a bit of light and that is the reason you have to consider the best polarizers, so you can have better use of them in twilight or dawn.
A yellow ocean made of ichu under a thin atmosphere before the storm :-)
A little light in the big shadow in the vast light.