After moving to the US five years ago I am lucky to say I go back to Uruguay for a month or so, every year. Throughout the years my relationship with the place has changed by the inevitable distance.
Time became more precious.
Meetings, a trip to the past.
The city, a place to rediscover.
The usual flavors, an excuse to indulge so that the flavour lingers till next year.
And every moment gets tinted with the sweet & sour feeling that comes from fleeting good times.
While living there, my camera used to be a tool I used only for particular projects I had in mind. Now, I take it with me wherever I go, I capture the sky, the clouds, the textures and those things that are so typical Uruguayan: the kites in spring days, the electric green grass, the tall trees framing every street, the times with friends by the boardwalk & the humidity in the air.
The images below were taken in a desperate act to remember. Sometimes, when I take the time to stop and dedicate a mindful click to frame the moment, I am also imprinting it somewhere inside me.