i struggled with photographic inspiration when i was in bucaramanga, resorting to taking pictures of various body parts to keep myself busy. it wasn't an ugly city as such, and besides even 'ugly' places have their photogenic sides, but i couldn't find much that i wanted to point my lens at. that was partly because i didn't move around a great deal, so i think i was just feeling uninspired about life in general. the one time i did venture out of my self-imposed 5 block radius, to get a colombian haircut, i walked past the open doors of this church. i've taken surprisingly few church pictures in this predominantly catholic continent, and while this interior isn't a patch on castro it still seemed worthy enough for me to break from my creative abstinence.

i favoured an overexposed black and white treatment of this image, just because, here's the original

i struggled with photographic inspiration when i was in bucaramanga, resorting to taking pictures of various body parts to keep myself busy. it wasn't an ugly city as such, and besides even 'ugly' places have their photogenic sides, but i couldn't find much that i wanted to point my lens at. that was partly because i didn't move around a great deal, so i think i was just feeling uninspired about life in general. the one time i did venture out of my self-imposed 5 block radius, to get a colombian haircut, i walked past the open doors of this church. i've taken surprisingly few church pictures in this predominantly catholic continent, and while this interior isn't a patch on castro it still seemed worthy enough for me to break from my creative abstinence.

i favoured an overexposed black and white treatment of this image, just because, here's the original