Chile has a plethora of quaint coastal towns that I love. Isla Negra one of them, an hour and a half drive from Santiago and often referred to as a place of inspiration for artists. Chilean poet Pablo Neruda had a house there, undoubtedly inspired by the sea, a recurrent image throughout his poetry.
Not too long ago I needed to photograph Isla Negra´s beach for a work project. I left the city at 5:30 a.m. and headed to the coast to climb around and admire.
Still, more photos from Huilo Huilo. I’ve heard there is currently next to no water in the Salto el Puma. Chile is in a drought. Here’s hoping that rains come soon…
I really love the south of Chile. Lakes and volcanoes are everywhere, and the air…it’s so pure, only tainted by the cozy smell of burning firewood. Continue reading Lago Pirihueico→
My partner in crime, Maiten, at a plaza’s giant fruit display.
Named after the limón de pica (basically a key lime), this little town in Chile’s Norte Grand professes to be an oasis in the middle of the desert. And it is. Continue reading Pica→
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