Documentary Photography & Storytelling
La paz de la selva, del Pacífico azul, refleja en las estrellas la tristeza, su solitud. Abandonados en el tiempo, el musgo verde su ataúd, los colores del olvido amargos destellos de luz. Pinceladas nubes blancas, como delicado algodón tejido, las suaves olas en la playa contra las rocas estallan sus… Continue reading Los Colores del Olvido
Drowning in a sea of sorrow,a sea of crystals turquoise blue.Its beauty blinded me, bound me,held me tight til I knew not what to do.It hypnotised me with its motion,its warm currents, its eternal youth.A sea that never ages, always changes,a sea that keeps me soothed.I love this sea, unpredictable and wild,tempestuous and calm,a contradiction… Continue reading Blue Diamonds
I miss jungle treks and whale watching, I miss the sun and sudden rains, I miss reading in the hammock, Taking a siesta til late. I miss smoked fish for breakfast, the salty breeze on my head, poisonous frogs in the bromeliads, watching the sun rise from my bed. I miss silver skies and black… Continue reading Dreaming of Nuquí
Osama Bin Laden killed by US ground troops in Abbottabad, Pakistan, announces US President Barack Obama on 1st May, 2011. I can’t say I’m displeased. In fact, like most people around the world, I feel a sense of relief and justice. He, too, was a monster who needed to be killed. For decades he exploited… Continue reading Bin Laden’s dead… so what?
The circularity of events, the repetition of life; this is when history becomes the future. We always make the same mistakes, don’t we? No matter how much we think we have learned from our past, the future always brings new opportunities to prove us wrong. We remember the lessons we have learned from our mistakes,… Continue reading As the World Turns
I want to tell you a story. It is a story very few people know, and even fewer believe. I have decided to tell it now, to you, because I fear my time here is coming to an end, and this is one tale that needs to be told. You might wonder why I didn’t… Continue reading Chaos
One day, a sad little hermit crab realised his shell was too heavy and he just wanted to be free. So he got rid of his shell. Though his fragile body had never been exposed to the harsh sun, wind and sand for more than a few minutes when changing shells, he suddenly knew what… Continue reading The Happy Little Hermit Crab
You torture mein the worst wayKeep me up,Keep me awake.Through my Headthoughts fly aroundFrightening sights,Frightening sounds.The Voices, the Visionsyou scare me all NightPlease leave me Alone!Let me be Free.No rest can I getWill you ever letme recover, let me forget?Release me for goodfrom your Suffocating holdyou choke me with Passionyou choke me with Hatethe Darkness… Continue reading Night Keeper
Lately I’ve been feeling stuckLike a small stick, helpless in the mud.The air is almost solid, stagnant.I am without energy: ImmobileTied up in the branches, I am caughtClimbing up the rocks has left me tired. My mind doesn’t escape. It, too, is tiredAll my thoughts are frozen, stuckin the cobwebs of my brain they are… Continue reading Stuck in the Mud
I need to be blown away. I’ve been stuck for so long, I no longer know where I’m standing or where I’m going. It’s a hot day in early summer. I’m pacing around the house, flipping through the TV stations, walking outside, in. I can only hear it faintly, but it’s enough. Every time, it… Continue reading Blown Away
Laura Restrepo Ortega 