Hello friends from photographylovers, I hope you are doing well.
Today I bring you these photos that document my journey and my feelings about this day.
My day did not start well. I got up quite early to go to school, since there is no safe transportation. My eyes were heavy and there were so many people at the terminal. I was tired: it was 4 in the morning and nothing was moving to leave that place.
After 5 a bus finally came, but the price was totally inhumane. Even so, we had to pay it—we had to get to school early.
The bus was slow. I took the chance to capture some photographs of the sunrise, but it hit every pothole it could find. It was almost impossible, but in the end, something artistic and meaningful came out.
We arrived, and I had classes at 8. I was exhausted and had to make coffee. As I walked, I looked at the trees and saw their cracks: they seemed like me, full of fractures but always standing firm until they bloom. I found it interesting to photograph them because I identified with them.
After class I slept the whole day, but I managed to take good documentary photos.
Cracks heal, and my healing and cure is photography.
Gracias por leer
Todas las fotos son de mi propiedad
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Hola amigos de photographylovers, espero se encuentren bien.
Hoy les traigo estas fotos que documentan mi viaje y mi sentir sobre este día.
Mi día no comenzó bien. Me levanté bastante temprano para irme a la escuela, ya que no hay un transporte seguro. Mis ojos me pesaban y había muchísima gente en la terminal. Estaba cansado: eran las 4 de la madrugada y no pasaba nada para irse de ese lugar.
Pasadas las 5 pasó un camión, pero el precio era totalmente inhumano. Aun así, teníamos que pagarlo, teníamos que llegar temprano a la escuela.
El camión era lento. Aproveché para tomar algunas fotografías del amanecer, pero se metía por todos los baches que encontraba. Era casi imposible, pero bueno, algo artístico y con sentido salió.
Llegamos y me tocaba clases a las 8. Estaba cansado y tocó hacer café. Mientras caminaba miraba los árboles y veía sus grietas: se me parecían a mí, llenos de grietas pero siempre firmes hasta florecer. Me pareció interesante fotografiarlos porque me identifiqué con ellos.
Después de clases dormí todo el día, pero saqué buenas fotos documentales.
Las grietas sanan, y mi sanación y cura es la fotografía.
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