A big smile flying across the space. ^_^
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Una gran sonrisa surca el espacio. ^w,^
tower
Mooney blue
If I would have to say why I love the moon
She is one and unique in the universe.
I love her when she is in the sky.
I miss her when she is not there.
I love her when she is full of light.
I love her when she is in shadow.
In a field of billions of stars
The sky is filled just by you.
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Si tuviera que decir por qué amo la Luna
Sólo hay una como ella en el universo.
La amo cuando está en el cielo.
La extraño cuando no está ahí.
La amo cuando está plena de luz.
La amo cuando está en sombras.
En un campo de miriadas de estrellas
Mi cielo está ocupado sólo por ti a.n.c.z.
Tower in the dark
I think there are immortal cities, years giving advances to the humanity, legends of heroic origins and their triumphs over the defeats fill them with a spirit beyond the bricks and stones. So in every city there is a bit of Athens surviving in the shape of some columns; a piece of Rome in the discourse of a lawyer; echoes of London in the clothes that still we use after the Victorian age; a New York melody when every building aspires to go the farther into the sky; in Peru that city is Qosqo (Cusco/Cuzco) the center of every road and every thought, it’s not the oldest but it’s the most meaningful. Of course Rome, Qosqo, Athens, those cities aren’t what physically they were but at the same time they are still alive because the spirit in them couldn’t die, finding its way through other cities.
Paris is one of those cities, I have never been there, but at the same time I have been there across the eyes and words of the ones that got caught by their spirit in already several centuries. And as I know it the sad attacks of yesterday aren’t nothing more that the hate of people with sickness in their souls against a universal symbol of freedom and humanity; they are condemned to failure because Paris is immortal and already there is a bit of Paris in every place on the world where there are desires of justice.
White castle
Yep, that’s not a castle but a church, more precisely a Basilica Cathedral. But titles don’t say so much to me, but I know is that I like the work of the builders with the volcanic white rocks. Neo-gothic towers upon its neo-classic façade designed upon a previous one by architect Lucas Poblete in XIX century.
Nevertheless instead to be dedicated to religion I’d prefer that these buildings would be destined to things as white castles for love or happiness. It’s just a personal desire after years to see them in the childhood like extraterrestrial buildings for its great coldness. This because it’s so different to our traditions to celebrate with parties and dances the earth, the life and the seasons in the nature contrasting with the closed and dark spaces of sorrow inside colonial churches, with bloody iconography and apparently a ban to everything that brings joy to life. I think modern Christians think the same judging from the contemporary churches with views to lakes, parks, and with tons of soft light that make a better place to calm the spirit.
Highway to Tacna
ensoñación
It’s the continuation from the travel across Moquegua. They are just a few vistas from the bus. The kamanchaca (sea fog) was behind and there was a sunny day in the Valley of Moquegua (the real name could be Mokehua or Mokihua).
This starts in Moquegua’s bus terminal.
“S”
grid
patches
Moquegua has a strange landscape. It seems like there would be a mystery in those hills.
human advance
scale
almost touching your hand
electric ascension
modern monument
Cotahuasi: night and afternoon moments
nocturnal landscape
Cotahuasi (pronounced more or less “ko-tah-wa-see”) is La Union Province’s Capital city in Arequipa region in the Perú southwest, the name probably means “Gathering of houses” in quechua, when Spanish came several names were modified, I m not sure if it could be the gathering of houses, not in a country with cities since at least five thousand years old, and I don’t think it refers to Houses as royal houses, if not the neighbourhood would be populated by Atreides, Harkonnens, Bourbons, Starks, Targaryens, etcetera, LOL. Actually there is no much wealthy for a lack of communication I think, the highway is tough and to come from Arequipa City takes several hours in a road without asphalt in great part of the route. But Cotahuasi wasn’t my goal, I’d to travel to Huaynacotas but if you want to go to any to the cities near the Cotahuasi Canyon the main or one entrances is across Cotahuasi City.
I was just a few moments before dawn and before the sunset to take cars, but I took anyway photographs. I don’t believe so much in the rules that say you that you cannot photograph in certain moments because one have to just search blue and golden hours. I’m not a photographer so I guess I can permit me some licenses ;-)
Greek Cotahuasi
house in a corner
blue window blue door
forgotten street
I had to wait a bus to Huaynacotas, my last photo was in broad dawn:
cross the door
And that was the night kingdom upon Cotahuasi. I had to see a project in Huaynacotas, and after that present a report in Arequipa City, to do that I needed to go back to Cotahuasi City to take the bus. I was there in the afternoon. Bought a bus ticket and I had time to walk a bit before the bus were in the Terminal.
I don’t like street photographers
little world
lone horse
Lone horse
king tree
give me your hand
my old corner
tañe la campana en el solitario solar
big landscape
Yellow Rocket to the Moon
car collector
bell
In Cotahuasi Canyon all roads lead to Cotahuasi City.
Yellow on fields of blue
Black Tower
I was walking a bit between farms, and I saw some transmission towers, with the dusk upon me I cannot avoid to think in an episode of evangelion, the one when Shinji runaway from nerv. I liked how the towers more than real they seemed drawn.
Qhapaq 