Stone faces

I left something in that island, that I still haven't managed to get back... Even if since then I've covered thousands of miles looking for it. Must have fallen into the ocean. Maybe those Rapa Nui guys knew better than us and knew that looking in was always wiser than looking out...

I'm heading to...

Today, I was going to post a Central Europe pic which I found very 'artistic' and then I thought... isn't it boring? And went to my archives and looked for Tulum instead. After all, that's the place I can't wait to go to. Only... 2 more days!

PD.- Yes, I know, beach pictures overdose in this blog these days...

Always Peru...

Just finished reading 'Cochineal Red' by Hugh Thompson a few days ago. The book, it's a good, if slightly biased, depiction of Ancient Peru. In any case, for a traveler like me it gives you a good overview of the different archeological sites and the early history of the country. The style is premeditatedly that of an all-kind-of-public easy reading soft-cover (rather than a serious history book), like all the assorted booze stories let you know from the very first chapter, but nevertheless it's an enjoyable one. But what the heck, what's Peru without pisco sours anyway?

I've been 6 times to Peru, and what a weird country that is. One in which things have never quite come my way, in which (for giving an example) I've enjoyed some of the best dining experiences ever plus where I've also suffered from the worst possible episode of food poisoning. And that's just for starters... I've quite a few stories to tell.

This picture is a view of Lake Titicaca from Capachica. It was sunset on Easter's full moon night, this year. The skies, at that height, are so uniquely blue and transparent, and the clouds so white…

Cold and sleep deprivation added colors to the picture too.

In Broken Images

He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I'm slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
I become sharp, mistrusting my broken images,
Trusting his images, he assumes their relevance;
Mistrusting my images, I question their relevance.
Assuming their relevance, he assumes the fact,
Questioning their relevance , I question the fact.
When the fact fails him, he questions his senses;
When the fact fails me, I approve my senses.
He continues quick and dull in his clear images;
I continue slow and sharp in my broken images.
He in a new confusion of his understanding;
I in a new understanding of my confusion.

Robert Graves

Again...

And again... I couldn't resist to upload yet another Holbox island picture. I know, it's a cheesy sunset picture... But I'm so much looking forward this trip. Since I went there the first time this has been labeled as my 'favorite place on Earth' and still is. Not sure for how long, tourist development is an evil thing, but it's still pretty remote and without an airport nearby... so let's cross our fingers that stays like this for a little bit longer.
Only worry at sight are those hordes of tourists seeking to 'swim with the shark whales'... poor animals, it's all I can say. People laugh when I say that one day dolphins will lead a revolution and will start eating fat tourists... I really wait for that day. I can't really stand that 'swim with dolphins, sharks, whales, even manatees thing'... that makes all those animals captive or semi-captive so that some silly, boring and rich tourist kid can take a picture with them...
Apologies for the Sunday ranting, I woke up with my green conscience on today.

Back home

I'm going back home. Next week this time I'll be back in Mexico, and the place I really want to visit is this: Holbox. It's being a long time since my last visit there and I can't wait to be back in the island and do nothing but walk and walk along the beach, wake up at sunrise and just enjoy the feeling of being back... Anybody wants to come along? Coronas are on me.

Wien

I'm going back in time today. This is one of the pictures that started it all. After those days in Vienna nothing was quite the same for me, and I've been on the road since...

This was part of my first 'solo' photo exhibition. One big one meter print. It looked pretty impresive hanging on the wall. Can you imagine going to a lab these days and ask for a one meter tall enlargement of a 35mm pic? They'll think you're mad...

Lately I was thinking on how would it be to go back to Europe, so I couldn't avoid looking into my files for images that would bring back the feeling of what it would be like to be back there. This is one of them: 'Walking in the middle of night, camera in hand, through the center of Vienna on a cold March night, looking for images...'