This can be not the best photograph in my blog, but it’s one I relate with memories… with old homes with windows and metallic frames and me just seeing the sunset, thousands of them across the years since kid.
Times when time is slow… and very kind.
In Aymara the past is in front of our eyes, the more distant the farther our past…
Drums play a rhythm from an unknown, hide from eyes, ship. If it’s a pirate one from old times nobody knows; but every boat goes to there across the ending day.
The sun is orange, but the drums would like it red. There is something scary in them.
Have you ever played with the white balance of your camera? Usually is modified to get accurate colors (cloudy, sunny, shade, tungsten, etcetera) but you can alter the way your camera sees the reality.
In this case I made the white balance cooooold xD so this sunset with reds and oranges skies would be a yolk yellow yummy color surrounded by blues ^^
So if there is a lesson today is that you can have fun and paint with your camera :P
And a group of lovers of the Sun sing their love with sailors’ songs.
Persistent sun in this heart, but so far as if we were in Pluto lands.
Branches dreaming that they are caressing the sun…