COLOMBIA | Friday, 28 December 2012 | Views [317] | View Smaller Image
"The Concave" stood right ahead of our camp. The camera mounted on the tripod became a heavy burden that I willingly carried to the top of a small hill that was hiding a lake of crystalline water: the landscape became overwhelming as I understood that we had seen water in it's purest form in it's three states under the tropics. Snow, streams and haze had left a deep impression on me. The presence of these mountains, which have been standing there long before we existed and will be there long after we go, necessarily speak of a long duration in time, of how indifferent to us some places of our planet still are, and hopefully forever will be
