I’ve been in Buenos Aires for over two months and I haven’t taken any pictures. The camera is put away, I’m very busy earning money to continue my trip and to bail myself out a bit, so for the past few weeks I’ve been going out on the street with French pastries instead of my camera. You will tell me that I would have earned more if I had sold the camera on the street… yes, that’s true, but I wouldn’t have taken this picture!
In short, in a city like Buenos Aires, where the cultural offer is as rich as it is accessible, here I am in artistic distress… The end of the wire is hidden in the spool and I don’t know how to grab it, it’s already been 2 or 3 times that I go out again with my camera, but I don’t see anything and I come back empty-handed.
At the Sunday market in San Telmo, around 6 o’clock in the evening, the second-hand dealers are cleaning up, and here is a nice one. I don’t know if the bicycle he’s carrying – because it’s a bicycle, not a bike, we agree (French joke…) – is his own or one of the items in his stall. In any case, in one second, this man was able to connect me again, it was instinctive: he walked by, I shot. Immediately after that, I also took the photo you see next to it, of the young teenager carrying a metal structure. It’s rare that the photos I choose to keep literally follow each other, but here, apparently, I’ve got the thread, I can unwind the spool again!