That old dinosaur skin hiding an eye burning with a young rancor, almost green. One thousand times beaten by the sea… it awaits for you when you’ll come into the dark. Happy weekend.
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Esa vieja piel de dinosaurio escondiendo un ojo encendido por un rencor joven, casi verde. Mil veces golpeado por el mar… está a la espera de cuando vengas en obscuridad. Feliz fin de semana.
I saw the rainbow in the disposable cup, and its reflection in the glass desk. The rainbows occupy opposite places, as if they couldn’t know the laws of mirrors that slave a reflection to its original. Of course the easier answer is that I don’t know well the laws of optics…
The moment when the city gets a blush in their windows. A distant echo of the sunset.
I saw this window open in a building in Juliaca city, my city, mirroring our landscape, it was so precious… the clouds in our high altitude seems to fly in a rush, not in vain we are also called the windy city, with gangsters as seen in the movies XP
Some people could think that it kills “traditions” as little homes with calamine roofs, to them I should to say that those roofs weren’t part of our traditions and are part of poverty. Instead every time I used to climb the sacred hill the sun shinning in them was so harmful to my eyes, so I hope they can belong to the past.
(But when baby in my craddle I loved the sound of the drops of the storm singing me a lullaby until fall sleep)
I’d love to have a time like that lazy boat… but there is a ton of work. I wonder how make the people that plays in “second life” with their works and activities there in that virtual world, I barely have time for my own one xD
Plip plop, the rain is falling. The drops are like the time that fall and fall and as a dream it seems to be in a blink an ocean full of nebulous memories.
A city of things, each one with its own story told in its texture and shape. Waiting for the time when we fall asleep to come alive as in a Disney movie, singing to dance songs releasing in their lyrics the infinite number of rumors with which the neighbors fill them in the day.
I find this wall fascinating as an architect. It’s the wall of a house in the borders of Juliaca city. I can guess that it’s a house made with adobe but with time the owners get more wealthy so they covered it with concrete and replaced the old window with a modern one, reflexive and almost frameless. The woods almost hidden are the structure to support a wooden floor. The difference in the texture indicate that after the first covering with concrete and the shape suggest that the owners thought in a kitchen, laundry or bathroom so it was needed to pick the concrete to new installations.
I find this wall interesting because I like contrasts, that piece of sky counterposed to the rustic concrete.
I don’t know how to drive a car. I don’t like them so much because they mean to me traffic and be prisoner of it; but I love two things: the emblems of their brands, being my favorite symbol ever the amazing (introduced in 1997) one from Mazda; and the way their reflections curve the world and blends the sky.
This particular reflection made me evoke glasses of wine in my parents home. Taste of memories.
hill talking to heaven
Uros are at the same time old and new artificial islands in the Peruvian side of lake Titicaca. Similar to the Japanese wooden buildings they are old because people have built them since long ago, possibly as a way of defense against invaders, they could be when there was a migration from the south. I’ve theories but not details. They are made with totora, I ate totora a bit when child, it’s a neutral taste; and they are new because they are rebuilt, moved, even some can navigate when the lake is brave and the anchors cannot support them. So you have the key in the totora, you can built ships, homes, the ground with it, and even eat them. It’s almost a gift.
I’m not the touristic kind of traveler, I just like to take a bus and walk, see, think. This time I had to go with a brother and, before I got my Sony R1, I used an Olympus SP500-uz from 2006. This camera has softness in the long end of its zoom, chromatic aberrations and was broken so I just could used in totally manual mode so I learnt to control the exposure with the experience. What I try to say is that if I could get some good photographs then you can too with any cheap compact of today. Those days I used to take thousands of photographs, now I think before shoot. With film or digital I just shoot what I think I can share with you.
The travel started with reflections in the lake. We were in road to Uros islands.
soft
rock island
yacht for two
Then we arrived to a little island. There a person expose us about the construction and culture (and I am part of that culture) but it was so short and there was no time to ask questions. But here started the fun and the reason I don’t like to use touristic services: The brief exposition ended and after that we had free time to buy souvenirs… I bought a pair of keychains and went to take some photos, I was a bit uncomfortable, in certain way it was like if I would go to shopping instead of traveling. It was not expensive but I would feel that we were not respected. In our culture it’s quite important the correspondence in education but I think they could avoid that for the contact with tourists in a hurry, I hope.
climb
arrangement
Skeleton of hunted home (perhaps by smugglers of house oil)
white blue yellow
lakeworld
corners
triangle
a touch of vermillion
storm sentry
love
But surprises didn’t end there. The pirate, ehem, the captain, said that there was another island, bigger and with a restaurant (and I guessed with more souvenirs) but we had to pay MOAR or been left in the smallest one until their due return. Well then… So we navigated the eternal sea to the bigger island.
blinding intensity
little pet
In the next photograph I am not sure if it is a place to produce souvenirs. I think that home is preparing for a celebration so the colorful textiles.
time of celebration
a moment in Uros artificial islands
My brother wanted to eat but I didn’t feel with humor to eat for the unexpected surprise. I know I am exaggerating but for that reason I don’t use touristic services. So I just walked…
black watcher
curiosity of a puppy
doll
color and metal
waiting for a king
afternoon in the lake
U turn
totora
another universe
So time to come back and to say bye and thanks.
caminos
albiceleste
Qhapaq 