And in the borders of the city. Where the homes are at the same time workshops, and they share the block with little factories. It’s almost night and the only companion is the far barking of dogs and a sporadic car passing fast.
Succa Aya
Black dog
Sometimes life feels dark… and sad. Today I knew a dear person suffered an attack, and nobody wanted to help. I know life can be better but despair seems so deep.
Succa Aya – Memories from the countryside
long afternoon…
In quechua language Succa Aya means “Field of Sepultures”
The pre-Inca cemeteries are memories from the past, today it’s a district of Arequipa city and the name changed to Socabaya. Today I want to show you some views of these place ;-)
A road in middle of the fields
tell me where can I go to…
I had a customer there, so I needed to go several times to see his property. There is no many people walking the road, usually just the road… I walked several times those distances filled of farms, giant towers of high voltage and plenty of solitude, with that slow time until I decided to take the public transportation to my lair in that city. This is what I used to saw:
At day…
white ashlars
The white ashlar in Arequipa has volcanic origin, it is used from to delimit the farms to built palaces and banks, actually to cover them, in a seismic place is not good idea to have massive buildings.
mathematical hill
try to cross
Some trees…
This is Halloween, this is Halloween ♪♫
at the end the light
And some horses…
Meditative Houyhnhnm (published before, shot with a defective film camera)
Head of horse
Before the night…
Another day ends in the green countryside
Socabaya or Succa Aya is relatively far from the center of the city, so to go there I needed at least one hour and half of travel for the price of, in equivalence, thirty cents of US dollars. So it was not infrequent to end in middle of the sunset, always hidden behind the hills. But it’s a quite calm place to walk, and there is no more the heat of the day…
Line of gold
2D Tower (published before)
Alone in the dusk the light starts its electrical song
The faraway lights
Beyond the farms…
light my fire
The district is bigger than the farms, there are places with houses of low and middle social-economic levels mixed with industries, so it’s not so peaceful as the farms habited by traditional families. They come usually from smaller cities and near is the penitentiary so it’s not so safe. In the public transport I’ve seen relatives of the inmates, sometimes they are dangerous too.
Cusqueña (published before, shot with a defective film camera)
Point of energy
So the landscape is a bit desolated, with stray dogs silently walking and warden dogs barking the strangers (what includes me); dust and a desert without vegetation being replaced constantly by a desert of bricks. But the sunset also comes to give a bit of color to this part of the city:
Colony in Mars
Night
The day ends and the nocturnal life starts… But usually I was already in home given my report to my customer, but I got a pair of shots ;-)
Blue night
Searching in the stars
Lil red desires
Hi sweetie, I came to drop some love so I give you several kisses.
(I can’t believe I said such things in English when I was a teen xD)
Skinny tree
In the morning a giant dreamcatcher awaits the night.
Grass in the morning
Three stones
And an intruder of concrete ;-)
Tree winning the race
Inner tranquility to pass obstacles. Yesterday I had to save data in a CD for a customer and I was in a hurry, the young lady in a public cabin was nervous to do it fast but she erased the data. I just smiled her and said her that she should do it again calmer. She get to do it and I went to leave the data with the customer. I’m sure it would be needed more time if I had been nervous too.
Treefurcation
Gold Symphony to say Goodbye, to your fading light…
Qhapaq 