Just so you know, the sky this day was a brilliant blue. He’s standing on a bridge, enveloped by a cloud of tear gas, mayhem on either end. He is either a champion or crazy, or maybe a bit of both. Continue reading The photographer I’ll never have the balls to be.
By far the largest march I’ve ever participated in, today’s national strike brought together more than 200,000 protesters, fighting for a better Chile. It was absolutely crazy. At the culmination of the march that covered miles, things naturally turned violent, tear gas in every direction, the sound of rocks pelting police cars, street fires, etc. Continue reading We march…
The city has all but come to a halt. Windows are boarded up, the streets are empty and talk of rioting and protests fill the air. It´s the two-day national strike, where the people unite and demand a better life. Yesterday was eerily peaceful, but today thousands are filling the streets to march–and sadly, I´m here sitting at work on my lunch break, dying to be out there with my camera. It´s probably best though, as I´ve been teargassed before, and there is a guarantee of more of that today. Continue reading Santiago on strike
