Street Art Bogotá… Cont’d.

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Holy Friday. While the more respectable family members went to Church, my niece Cathy, her boyfriend Julian and yours truly went on a Street Art Safari in the meanest streets of Bogotá. Julian at the wheel. I rode shotgun. Cathy had her own camera at the ready. And a handle on the baseball bat under the seat. Just in case. Above: “Rage”. Bogotá, Colombia, Holy week 2018.

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Holy cow. On carrera 36. 36th Avenue. Think Bronx in the seventies… 🙂

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Bridge over troubled water.

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T’as d’beaux yeux tu sais. You have pretty eyes you know? Jean Gabin to Michèle Morgan in Quai des brumes by Marcel Carné, 1938.

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Lemme outta here!

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Unfortunately, rain was a constant threat that day. Cloudy skies all the time. Bad light. Darn. Bad for the colours.

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Prohibido parquear. Absolutely no parking. (Wouldn’t dream of it)

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Als so spracht Zarathustra. So spake Zarahtustra. (SpAke? Really?)

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Hay futuro? Is there (a) future? By Toxicomano. (Seen his art in the previous post)

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To every season turn, turn, turn… After a few unwanted turns we found ourselves in those streets. With scavengers sorting out paper and garbage. Oh-some!

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El tigre y la niñita. The little girl and the tiger.

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Paseo cementerio. The graveyard tour. Jaguar dealer. Seriously? A jaguar dealer in those parts?

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The promise.

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La gata golosa. We then went back “up” to the mountains of Bogotá and “better” neighbourhoods. 20th avenue. (The gourmet cat)

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Study in blue. On 7th Avenue. (c)ourtesy my niece Cathy. For some strange reason, a dozen of my photos turned into B&W at some point. Weirdest stuff. Photography rule #31: always bring back-up.

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Join me for coffee?

Thank you for hopping along on Equinoxio’s Time-Space shuttle. Y’all have a great week-end y’hear?

 

44 thoughts on “Street Art Bogotá… Cont’d.

    • Well. Depends where and when. I have traveled a lot in Colombia and everything all right. Now, always listen to your instinct, as I have learned with some projects. 🙂
      Buen fin “Juanita”

  1. Stunning creations you have shared with us:). I can’t choose a favorite one hehe. Enjoy your weekend:)

  2. You know what I like most this time? it’s the fact that for once you actually captured people in the street. One image, the drawing by Toxicomano (yes, I do remember first part where you mentioned him, that was the shot that made me sad, not for the drawings but for the buildings in the background).
    OK, there have been a few others in time, but only very few. Makes places feel like… deserted. And I don’t trust deserted places, they feel dangerous and sad. But that’s me.

    Ces ont des beaux yeux, but filled with anger. Quel daumage!
    La niñita es una tigresa ella misma.
    Those coffee eyes are gonna haunt me for quite a while.
    “Study in blue. On 7th Avenue.” This even rhymes. Good shot, Cathy! But… are those bullet holes in the wall…?

    • You are so right. I seldom photograph people. Difficult for me. I feel like I am intruding in their privacy. I have recently taken to ask permission. Not so hard. This particular shot came as a surprise when I edited it. I felt the people went perfect with the title… 😦

    • Deserted places can be dangerous. But believe me some of those places were better deserted… 🙂 The coffee eyes are great. Now, bullet holes? Don’t think so. That’s a concrete platform to the bus system. Probably just chipped away. Have a great week Dragos

      • To protect privacy, faces can be blurred during editing. It’s the presence that matters, like the children playing around the painted child with the chair. Makes the scene feel alive. 😉
        The tall bars behind that group of passers by makes a strong impression, associated with the title. It’s quite a deep message.
        Let’s hope those holes are not what I thought. 😉
        A wonderful week to you too! 🙂

      • Agreed. It’s not the “internet” privacy that concerns me. For instance, If I take a car, I blur the plates. It’s the people’s inner privacy. I don’t want to intrude. Or… I ask permission. BUt then a lot of spontaneity can be lost. Cheers

      • Well, that is true to some extent, but I find it – how should I say – interesting, if not intriguing, that people are not concerned about traffic cameras, drones, satellites and whatever else (should I mention kinetic devices in homes?) that peek into their lives 24/7, however they would immediately jump at someone’s throat if that someone happens to operate a camera or something similar in their direction. I can understand a public figure becoming annoyed by paparazzi (I’ve watched the movie), but taking pictures in and of the street should be free and understood as such. Argh, these humans…! 🙂

      • Very good point. Privacy is… overrated? 🙂 On my last flight out, as I was about to board the plane from Mexico to Colombia, I was directed to a table to have my backpack searched. Gimme a break. And the customs guy searches my bag and asks me “how much cash do you carry?”. “I’m sorry?” (None of your business). He repeated the question. I took my wallet out, opened it and told him: “Count it”. I thought I might get thrown in jail. 🙂 But he closed my bag and motioned me to move on. Argh, these humans!

      • Ah, that’s the major reason I wouldn’t travel abroad even if I had the means to. Being treated as a criminal by default is outrageous. I suppose the lawmakers have never been stripped naked in an airport having their cavities searched for drugs. Or maybe they enjoyed it – who knows.

        Privacy is almost dead nowadays. GPS units in automobiles, phones/tablets/notebooks/etc and many other devices and objects make tracing one’s movements a breeze. Secret codes that allow remotely turning on of audio/video ports in “smart” devices allow spying one practically anywhere. Surveillance cameras in institutions, stores and homes besides those in the streets already mentioned above, all make privacy an obsolete word and nothing more. But hey, the “authorities” have all the rights – ordinary people don’t, it’s forbidden to take a picture of a store display, a house, a person, a car and so on. One may be accused of child pornography for simply taking pictures of their own children in house, at play or wherever else they may feel like – god forbid should one try to take pictures of others’ children, in a park or something. Ordinary people have no rights, period. And this society has become paranoid, to say the least.

      • A very good definition Dragos. Criminals by default. All the time. And the worse is the real criminals always get away. A good example: how many Colombian or Mexican drug lords have been arrested (then extradited)? Dozens. In their home countries. How many american drug lords? Zero. Seriously? Come on.

  3. Commenting first on one of your comment threads… I don’t like taking pictures of strangers either. Privacy and internet privacy. And you can still get great shots with atmosphere without people! Imho. Anyway, to your post 🙂 Loved it, was transported there and yes, I would have skipped church too (I’m an atheist! But sometimes I visit churches for their architecture when I travel). The streets look tough though and the street art a bit scary. Makes me feel too white. Am I allowed to say that? Sometimes I feel it would be easier to travel to many places if I wasn’t always such an obvious foreigner, with my pale white skin and colorless blond hair. It would be nice to blend in, camouflage yourself, look at a new city like a fly on the wall, incognito. Colombia seems like one of those places. Must be an amazing place and culture, but also would cause people to stare and then I’d be worried for my safety. (I had two Colombian Spanish teachers at uni. One of them told the class a sobering story about how his brother was shot to death on the street in broad daylight.) Anyway, great post! 🙂

    • Thank you, thank you. Agreed about the people. But it’s something I need to work on. Move forward and ask. 🙂 Now… “white”. My solution to that is to ignore it. I was a “mzungu” (white boy/man) in Africa. The minority there. The trick is “so what”? I’m a “mzungu” and I don’t care. Second thing is to master the local language. That gets rid of the problem.
      And sorry about the brother. It does happen. And in many places. Mexico has close to 25,000 homicides a year. Finland probably has 200!

      • I don’t know why. 🙂
        Now, I was quite surprised in Asia: most couldn’t care less that you are white. They are at ease with themselves. And the rest of the world. In part, I think it is a concept that I am labelling “Fusion”, where the Straights Chinese made a fusion of East and West. Taking the best of both cultures. I will try to explain that in another post.
        Have a lovely Sunday. Spring on its way I hope?

      • Would love to read that post 🙂 Spring means the sun is out but it’s still cold and the trees are leafless. Not as pretty as elsewhere with blooms. But, at least there is light, finally! 😀 And there?

      • Post is in the thinking/making. 😉
        Light is here. Sun. Warmth. We just had a birthday lunch of one our dear old friends at their house. All in the garden. Precious weather to be honest. 🙂 It will come your way. Soon.

  4. There is nothing quite like street art to set the ambiance of an area, to gain an insight to the culture of the area ~ after food and spirits of course 🙂 These are an amazing series of photos to get such insight, and the perspective/framing of these add to the art. The little girl and the tiger art I thought was pretty special.

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