The Self

… but what does it mean?!

Added to my ongoing Portraits collection as part of The Self

Gran Poder

UNESCO Wold Heritage event (Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity)

Inevitably it is necessary to give a historical perspective of this yearly festival that takes place in the city of La Paz, Bolivia. The celebration transforms and stimulates the social life of La Paz every year, emanating from a particular way of understanding and living Andean Catholicism.

The Parade begins with a procession through the western part of the city. This procession is central to the event, involving 40,000 devotees who dance and sing in an offering to Jesus of the Great Power. The dance has a sacred significance for the sixty-nine fraternities involved, which are greeted in the streets in a euphoric atmosphere where the music of 7,000 musicians resonates.

The image venerated with dance and music is believed to have arrived in the city at the founding of the convent of the Mothers of the Sacred Conception on the 8th of December 1663, representing the Trinity: a single body with three faces. Because of its heterodox nature Pope Benedict VI prohibited its worship. To continue to venerate it, being considered miraculous by its followers, it was decided to paint over the Trinity, leaving only one face and without the triangular ribbon held by the hands of the Christ.

The first organised manifestation of the festival goes back to 1926 with the first fraternities of dancers, mainly the groups of embroiderers. Each group starts with a banner indicating a fraternity, followed by the dancers in their varied costumes, and followed by the brass band belonging to each group.

Women’s costumes
Men’s costumes
The musicians

The windmill at Walmer

The view from the caravan’s bedroom window

Two views from The National Trust Centre, Dover

On the White Cliffs
Dover Castle

Flores para los muertos…

Added to my Still Life VI project. Please follow the link to view the others. Thank you.


The Mausoleum

Added to my on going Imaginations VII project

Somewhere in Spain

An abandoned village…

To Serranía de Murillo

This collection of 11 images are the result of two walks high up in the Bolivian Andes.
I arrived on a Wednesday to one of the highest airports in the world at 4061.5 meters over sea level. The air is very thin at that altitude.Three days later on Sunday, two friends invited me to walk to view the great mountain range Serranías de Murillo, you can see it on the third image.We left at 4:00AM and drove to the furthest accesible road, several kilometres below the first image. We climbed in a slow ascent up to 5100 meters over sea level. Remembering what I was told when exercising to push over the pain, I tried that… bad advice at that altitude because of the lack of oxygen: I felt my heart stop for a couple of beats and my lungs seemed to freeze… not a pleasant experience. 
A few weeks later we walked the section at the foot of the mountain range: the marshlands or bofedales.I have very many more images of both of these journeys, I selected this few to share with you.

The sun rising behind the viewer
On the way back
Bofedales or marshlands
A section of Serranía de Murillo and valley
Serkhe Khollu: we walked past the laguna to the right to the edge at the side of the furthest snow mountain
\A stream on the valley below
On the valley…
Almost at the top, the view to the left
Two sacred mountains: Mururata and Illimani
Mururate behind the hills
Illimani as the sun rises …

Somewhere in the Andes: Serranias de Murillo

This is one of the landscapes of the upcoming collection on another section of The Andes: Serranias de Murillo

Serranias de Murillo
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