Southern Hemisphere
The Spaniards sought vast stores of Inca gold in their conquest of Peru. The gold that was lining their ritual spaces was pillaged, and stolen away to Spain. Still, everywhere I looked, I saw gold. Golden light, golden quinoa, golden flowers - a different sort of gold, but gold all the same.
These images are from the Sacred Valley, driving out toward the agricultural terraces of Moray, looking back at a vanishing patch of golden sunset.
From day one of the trek, the landscape awed me. The immense size of the landforms, the richness of their texture, the vastness of the sky - all of these things still escape adequate description each time I try.
This series of images shows a religious procession along the road in Sacred Valley. The glow of the neon costumes in dusk was quite lovely.
(I took most of my photos in Peru in one of two places: the museums in Cusco and out of the car window driving through the Sacred Valley. To be honest, I felt I was having a hard time properly capturing my experience of Peru on film (well, on memory card). I'm pleased to have come away with as many impressionistic images as I did. I'm also glad I took the time to engage with my experience through a sketchbook/journal. That will show up here shortly, too. )
These photos are from a peatonal/mirador cutting through Cusco. I pieced together two photos I shot (one of just roofs, one of the mountains ringing Cusco. Several years ago I did series of landscapes pieced together from numerous photos. The finished product taking on the awkward shapes made by the way in which the images did not perfectly fit together. This is a return to that mode of working. Art school habits die hard.
(I’m going through my photos from the two weeks I spent in Peru. It was a long, full, two weeks. I wish I could have stayed longer - I’m just sort of casting about now that I’m back stateside. A summer cold that won’t die has me down for the count, so at least I have photo editing to keep me busy. )
