A small series of shots that show the essence of a place that it's important to me. I go to this place since I was born, to visit relatives who live far from my town, but since I started my interest in photography and arts, I rediscovered the essence of it.
Due to a reform in the main bridge, this small one was the only way to get in the town. The locals told me that a few days after my arrival, there was a flood which prevented people from crossing the river.
The climbing plant has grown very quickly since my last visit.
And that's the way my aunt has found to reuse all the coke bottles and my grandpa's boots.
I have no idea why they put this here. And I forgot to ask… But I found beautiful.
I made a little visit at my uncle's farm...
...spent an afternoon chopping wood...
...and here's where I learned to shoot with a gun five years ago, though not very useful these days.
And like I said, my aunt got a taste for this ecological thing. She made this bookcase with used boxes a few days after my arrival.
Thank you!
