Like any other day for almost 40 years now, today I walked the streets of my old town. I have aged with my hometown, perhaps that is why it is so dear to me. My town is a small point on the map of Cuba, perhaps insignificant; nonetheless, I find the magic in it that can only be justified in memories. Where I grew up, its corners speak of my childhood, they make me go back to the past in its dusty essence. It is my own Macondo.
During my stroll down its usual street, I noticed, as I have before, the simple beauty of its architecture. Three centuries and a few more years have made it what it is. One after another, buildings have either been constructed or left in ruins for new ones to take their place. This is the case with one of the most representative places, to which my memories are also linked.
The parish church of Carmen de San Lorenzo de Aguacate was one of the first constructions in this place. Initially made of wood, it was devoured by fire, leaving parts of its altar made of precious woods devastated. Later reconstructed, it showcased the facade that these images captured by the lens of my mobile phone display with the same nostalgia that is engraved in its walls. Since the fateful incident, time has been wearing down its image and his facade suffered less happy modifications to adding spaces such as the sacristy, for example, that they have nothing to do with their central nave. How many stories will it not preserve? How many children played in its surroundings? How many times has its bell tower been the voice of mourning, celebration, the call that we all recognize and incorporate as that sound that tells us we are home.
Today, I had the pleasure of pausing to photograph this temple representing the local heritage, which, like the town itself, has been relegated to oblivion.
For my part, I refuse to let dust cover my affections. The parish church is charming to my eyes, it is also part of my life story, of my family's story... My nostalgic lens has paid this tribute, and I wanted to share some snapshots, in black and white, symbol of that battle between the past and the present refusing to die. With them, I begin a photographic series, " Black and White Melancholy," about these significant spaces for me, which, thanks to my artistic background, now take on new expressive meanings.
I thank anyone who approaches to read this post and look forward to their comments, they will always be well received. Thank you #TBT community. It has been a pleasure to return to this space for retrospection. I will first come back with another post about this series.
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Versión en Español
Como otro día cualquiera desde hace casi 40 años, hoy recorrí las calles de mi viejo pueblo. He envejecido con el pueblo natal, quizás por eso me es tan querido. Mi pueblo es un pequeño punto en la geografía de Cuba, quizás insignificante; sin embargo, encuentro la magia en él que solo puede justificarse en los recuerdos. En el crecí, sus rincones hablan de mi niñez, me hacen volver al pasado en su polvo pasado. Es mi propio Macondo.
En la caminata por su calle habitual reparé, como otras veces, en la belleza simple de su arquitectura. Tres siglos y un poco más de años le han hecho lo que es. Una tras otras, las edificaciones se han erigido o quedado en derrumbe para que otras nuevas sean construidas. Así sucede con uno de los lugares más representativos y al que también tengo ligada la memoria.
La iglesia parroquial del Carmen de San Lorenzo de Aguacate fue una de las primeras construcciones de este sitio. Primero, de madera, fue devorada por el fuego , dejando partes de su altar de maderas preciosas devastado. Luego reconstruida, ostentó la fachada que muestran estás imágenes captadas por el lente de mi móvil con la misma nostalgia que tiene grabada en sus muros. Desde el fatídico incidente ha sido el tiempo el que ha tenido labor de desgaste sobre su imagen Y su fachada sufrió modificaciones menos felices al añadírsele espacios como la sacristía, por ejemplo, que nada tienen que ver con su nave central. ¿Cuántas historias no conservarán ? ¿Cuántos niños jugamos en sus alrededores? ¿ Cuantas veces su campanario ha sido la voz del duelo, el jolgorio, el llamado que todos identificamos e incorporamos como ese sonido que nos habla de que estamos en casa.
Hoy tuve el placer de detenerme y fotografiar este templo representativo del patrimonio local y que como el propio pueblo ha sido relegado al olvido.
Por mi parte, me niego a dejar que el polvo cubra mis afectos. La iglesia parroquial es encantadora a mis ojos, es parte también de mi historia de vida, de la historia de mi familia... Mi lente nostálgico ha rendido este homenaje y he querido compartir algunas instantáneas, en blanco y negro, símbolo de esa batalla entre el pasado y el presente negándose a morir. Con ellos inicio una serie fotográfica, " Melancolía Blanco y Negro" sobre estos espacios significativos para mí y que, gracias a mi formación artística hoy cobran nuevos significados expresivos.
Agradezco a quien se acerque a leer este post y espero sus comentarios, siempre serán bien recibidos. Gracias comunidad de #TBT. Ha Sido un placer retornar a este espacio para la retrospectiva. Primero regresar con otro post sobre esta serie.
Todos los derechos sobre texto e imágenes me pertenecen.
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Melancholy overcomes me at not being able to be there hugging you and walking by your side...
I look forward to new posts about this wonderful site!
You are always here, we walk with our linked hands.I live with that memory despite the melancholy
Happy day my friend!. Wow you have shared some beautiful work this Thursday!!!. Sharing these black and white photographs and narrating your memories in a delightful way makes you stand out in this community, it is very pleasing your presence here. Thank you for giving your best, the place looks a bit desolate, but your words make me live those times of your youth and I can color the images with my mind, simply extraordinary 🙏
Thank you very much for your comment.Actually, the site is desolate, time leaves its mark but it is an honor that my lens could transmit those emotions. Have a nice Thursday. Thanks, again.
Wow, estas fotografías con el efecto en blanco y negro le dan un aire enigmático y hasta melancólico a esta iglesia y sus alrededores. Muy bellas fotos.
Siempre llevamos en nuestro corazón los lugares en los que crecimos, ya que hacen parte de nosotros mismos.
Así mismo. Esos espacios nos resultan mágicos y especiales. Gracias por apreciar mi trabajo . Lindo día para ti
I think the Black and whirte was a good choice really draws out attention to all the cool architectural details
Thanks for joining the Wednesday walk
Have a great day
Thanks for appreciating my work.Good day
Son unas hermosas imagenes ❤️
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Muchas gracias 😊
It's a pleasure 💫
Las fotos quedaron hermosas amiga, además de la historia que hay detrás de cada una. Llenas de nostalgia y sentimientos encontrados. Me encantó tu post.
Me alegra muchísimo que te haya gustado. Gracias por tus palabras. Lindo día para ti
It is a positive nostalgia, which brings back good memories that you were able to live and that you can portray those spaces will remain forever for posterity. Greetings !
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