Symmetry of two

 

Symmetry of two

 

In the ancient Peru when a building was finished in its construction it has dual figures in the top, and other two figures (as twins) buried in the underground. They represent a kind of thanks and a wish of good luck and fortune. If they are not in pairs then they are not supposed to work.

When Spaniards came in that hurtful event the bulls they bring showed such power that the animals used before were replaced by them. These bulls are called “Bulls of Pucará”, pronounced Pooh-kah-rah. So it is the culture evolving and adapting. Change is important in life.

Pichu Pichu

behind the mountain a borning fire

behind the mountain a fire borns

Seven peaks shape the extinct volcano named Pichu Pichu. Allegedly the name means “Group of Peaks” It is located near Arequipa city in the Peruvian south. The highest peak is at 5664 meters above sea level (18,356 ft), the height is not much (the city is at 2335 meters/7661 ft)  With centuries of history.

Morning

As it is toward the East I like to photograph it at morning, in the few times I can wake up so early xP

cold dawn

orange clouds

warm sunrise

warm sunrise

ethereal fire

ethereal fire

cold dawn

cold dawn

afternoon
cumbres de luz

peaks of light

sculpture of unknown creature

sculpture of unknown creature

Other point of view

From the national park behind it looks like this:

Long shadows

long shadows

Ascension

Once I climbed up it. It was with the first camera I had… without memory I had just take twelve photographs, from those twelve just three survived the crash of my hard disk. So here I have a lot of memories, but just three photographs :D

A kiss in your forehand

a kiss in your forehead

Heads seeing the deep blue...

heads seeing the deep blue

King of the mountain

king of the mountain

Actually the mountain is an old place, quite old… there are mummies and in one of the seven peaks with an Incan platform. We went to a peak where there is a metallic cross. I am doing something I never did before in my blog and is to post a photograph that wasn’t taken by me. It was taken by one of the climbers, I have not his name but thanks and credit to him (we shared among everybody the photos we took) I am the one in the front in white, the others had jackets… me not, because I am from the highlands, actually I feel so much heat in the coast! (I edited the white balance and exposure of the photograph to show it with more clarity) In the background is the volcano Misti.

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And that’s all. A mountain with my memories, one that I have climbed to the peak, I am the one of white clothes : )

Dragon skin

Dragon skin

…in the rocky hills, Can you see it?

This is in middle of the road that connect Juliaca (my city) to the near Lampa, the pink city, in the Andean Plateau at more than 3800 meters above the sea level in a place if weren’t for Andes would be a tropical jungle :P. The true name of my city is Xullaca; I think in the case of Lampa that’s true name.

Memories of Paucarpata

Rain of light over me

rain of light over me

I know I have not posted longer articles since a time. I am quite busy with my projects. But today I decided to give me a relax and to publish some photographs. These are from some years ago with a point and shoot of four megapixels in a place named Paucarpata.

Walking to another realm

walking to another realm

Paucarpata means “flowery platform” and it’s actually pre-hispanic farm platforms still in use. It’s located in Peru in one of the districts of Arequipa city. I walked with a friend philosopher when I was at university.

Stone by stone...

stone by stone

These barriers made with stone are called “pirka” you can found them in every farmland in the Peruvian highlands, in the deserts of the coast use vegetal fibers instead.

Two old pals talking

two old plas talking

Family

family

I don’t know if they are related, but I liked so much the idea of family ties in the vast countryside.

A road to fantasy-land

a road to fantasy land

Radiography

radiography

Remains of buildings, exposing the with volcanic rock as a kind of bones after the rain…

Watcher of the sky

watcher of the sky

Light painting softly the countryside

light painting softly the countryside

Seeing from the distance I think the fully automatic little camera did a good job. But that time I was getting closer to its limits…

A last try of warmness

a last try of warmness

And that was just a good time. It was one of the few times I walked with somebody else. Except the last year in July… And I think I can notice that my partners in crime get quickly impatient… I am not the kind of guy that just walk away and snap shots. I like so much to taste the place and see… and walk and get lost in it, even if I cannot get to discover it completely.

I prefer to know a little but well that know  everything but just superficially.

Thinking in a far past

thinking in a far past