The Art of Colombia, Part 2

Colombia is a playground for photographers, because every corner of this diverse country holds a detail, a face, a smile and sunset. The first gallery of pictures in which I explored my understanding of Colombia’s art, reflected some of the land’s nature, trade, sunsets and doors. This post includes art, history, water and my perception of God.

Art

Although I have a disdain for the thievery involved in establishing some museums, where people’s history is removed from its locality, often without the consent of the people it once belonged to, they can be a fascinating place to see aspects of a country’s past. The building’s walls were also home to some impressive street art, more often than not expressing outrage for Colombian politics and ensuing poverty.

Continue reading

Little Brother

Members of the Kogi tribe.

Members of the Kogi tribe.

A great distance has been traversed in my last few weeks in Colombia, both mentally and physically. I write this entry from heaven. And no, I haven’t died, or reached some kind of blissful living state, at least not just yet. I am in the department of Santander, in a cottage in the woods near a little town called San Gil. Justin and Andrea have popped into town and I am left with a panoramic view of lush, vibrant vegetation, sleeping dogs, a cat and a bunny and this blank screen. For some reason writing today feels a bit daunting, a bit like an essay, as my thoughts are slightly unstructured, so bear with me.

Continue reading