Swingset of Sisga

I’m still working my way from my ridiculously prolific time of image-making in Colombia five years ago. So many photos that I’d always hoped to work on and show. And this is one of them.

On our way to Barichara, we had stopped at a restaurant overlooking Represa del Sisga. They had swings, and naturally, our boys had to give them a whirl. The questionable construction gave me some pause, but they insisted on swinging—as high as they possibly could. Great photo op (mixed with trepidation). I found an angle that gives the appearance that Miguel is about to fly off in the clouds. It’s such an idyllic image of childhood, and brings me back to that joyful day.