giampaolofosterJan 14, 20221 min readAbaucán, lands and peopleA photographic essayVolcanes que fraguaron con su poder el paisaje.Lava, agua, tierra y tiempocrearon al hombre y a la mujer a su imagen y semejanza.Abaucan.The sonda wind forged the culture,subtle as dune, rich in its mixture.The mountain shaped the character, people who settled in the location.Environment that people transform,barely leaving a mark in the vastness of silence.Rivers that offer life, generation after generation,forever and everto Mother Earth, the Pachamama of these lands, Gea in other places and other erastracing signs that the stream of time sketchesand again…and again…until sculpting a story in the landscapewhich will one day know how to tell,when women and men inhabited a landthat perhaps no name will already have.Only light will remainand the memory of our lives,darkness.With immense gratitude and love to the people of Territorio Abaucán who allow me to enter their privacy and little by little reveal their knowledge.
A photographic essayVolcanes que fraguaron con su poder el paisaje.Lava, agua, tierra y tiempocrearon al hombre y a la mujer a su imagen y semejanza.Abaucan.The sonda wind forged the culture,subtle as dune, rich in its mixture.The mountain shaped the character, people who settled in the location.Environment that people transform,barely leaving a mark in the vastness of silence.Rivers that offer life, generation after generation,forever and everto Mother Earth, the Pachamama of these lands, Gea in other places and other erastracing signs that the stream of time sketchesand again…and again…until sculpting a story in the landscapewhich will one day know how to tell,when women and men inhabited a landthat perhaps no name will already have.Only light will remainand the memory of our lives,darkness.With immense gratitude and love to the people of Territorio Abaucán who allow me to enter their privacy and little by little reveal their knowledge.
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