In my neighbourhood, all the rubbish containers that were in good condition have been stolen. I can imagine because there are none anymore and I have to walk more than 5 blocks to dump my rubbish in a space... almost a hole... on the side of the street, very close to ‘100 Avenue’. I know that the rubbish truck passes by there and the rubbish is collected because I have seen the workers with shovels doing the job. Besides the fact that I pass by there almost every day and the rubbish is not the same or not the same amount as the day before. I write something that seems silly but it is not. I wonder why the workers have to pick up the rubbish with shovels when they can only move two or three containers to the truck and that truck perfectly equipped with arms (that... whatever kind they are) empties them.
Well, seen and checked, the point is that there are no rubbish containers and if there are, nobody has thought that we need them. Or maybe they don't bring them because they know they will be stolen.
(How many things are wrong here?)
Yesterday when I was going to dump my rubbish there I saw this car and also that the light was nice.
The car seemed to be malfunctioning too because later, when I was on my way home, I saw my friend the mechanic leaning on the bonnet explaining that the pump... whatever... and something else which of course I didn't understand... there were problems and that's why some fluid was leaking out. I'm not really interested in car mechanics. I don't have a car.
But I did have my mobile phone and an errand trolley in which I placed the rubbish to take it there, to the hole. The empty trolley was already making a very harmonious noise and I was looking at everything I like to look at, birds, old cars...
Then I came across this picture. Neighbours burning grass that they had cut a few days before. Right in front of their house... a column of smoke and all that stuck to my clothes.
It looks beautiful and wild, doesn't it?
In the same way that... minutes later the sky began to darken and everything around us went... you know, or maybe you can imagine so... because we were in the middle of a blackout. You could see a candle here, a faint rechargeable light there... and to liven up the situation you could also hear the thunderous music coming from Las Cuquis coffee shop on 100th Avenue... but guess what? I still had my mobile phone at hand.
I portrayed the sky and made a wish to that star.
I stood there in the dark, on the outside of my house, fiddling with my mobile, and shooing away the mosquitoes that at that hour are relentless vampires... soon Yin came and Chanel was watching me from behind the fence.
Experiments with long exposure photography began.
You can believe me or not but these are not photos worked on in an editing program... in other words, they are not several superimposed photos... it is the process of superimposing but while the photo is being taken. Each one has 30 seconds of exposure except the last one I'm going to share.
In this one you can see Yin. He stood still in that position... and I directed the camera towards him. I don't remember if it was about 10 seconds.
After a few minutes I heard people shouting with happiness that the electricity was finally on.
I have to say that there are no rubbish containers in my neighbourhood and the street lights are not working either. It is literally a wolf's den at night.
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I always tell myself that I have to be creative and not be overwhelmed by problems.
My mind would be like this... hahaha... this picture as an illustration of a state of mind works. There you can see the bicycles and the house half turned off with only one light, the one in the bedroom, which was the only one I had on at about two o'clock in the afternoon when we ran out of electric power.
As always, it is a pleasure to share. This is a photographic catharsis with smartphone. And for the record, it's one of those cheap ones, a Xiaomi Redmi 10C.
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