Peruvian Woman on the Streets of Cusco

Photographing People

I don’t photograph people. When I do it seems forced, but while driving through Peru from Cusco to our hotel in Urubabma I was shooting out the car widow. I was trying to get a feel for this poor part of Cusco we were driving through. I had my camera up, we stopped and this woman looked right at me…Click.

I don’t photograph people, but this accidental photograph feels like much of my time in Peru. I see a lifetime in her glance. Every time I look, I seem to get lost in my own feelings. It’s hard to say how I feel about the very different places in the world that we occupy, but I know the perspective I have found in travel makes me grateful for the things I have.

I don’t photograph people. What do those eyes say to you?

Photo Technical Info

  • Aperture: ƒ/8
  • Camera: Canon EOS 5D Mark II
  • Taken: 3 September, 2015
  • Focal length: 24mm
  • ISO: 400
  • Shutter speed: 1/1000s
  • Title: Purvian Woman on the Streets of Cusco

Awe in a Fur Coat, St Marks, Venice Italy


I don’t focus enough in my travel work on people. I always think I will offend, even though someone is lounging in the sun in public. There are, occasionally, characters who’s draw is too powerful for even me to resist. This woman was one of them. She seemed like she belonged in Venice, and was decked in an outfit most queer. It was not her attire that drew my attention, but the way in which she viewed her world.

She walked hurriedly as if unaware of anything or anyone, then suddenly would stop, and stare intently at some part of the Basilica di San Marco. She would stand for an eternity staring at one tiny facet of the ocean of art that IS the Basilica as if drinking in only one mosaic at a time was all her soul could stand. Today she would KNOW another piece of one of the most beautiful churches in the entire world world and perhaps in a lifetime, she would be able to piece together in her heart one of our greatest human triumphs.

I don’t know if this story is true, I never spoke to her, but I felt it when I saw her and I admire her awe.

Photo Technical Info