Cusco Market
Cusco, Peru 2004
I hired a boy of about 13 years old to show me around the market in Cusco. He liked the market as much as I did. The menu at his house was meager and as I shot my photos, he planned what he would take home to his mother with the money he would earn as my guide. His mother kept a herd of guinea pigs in one room and a special dinner would require slaughtering one of the animals his little sister treated as pets. When we passed the poultry market, his eyes lit up and I bought a hen for him as part of his pay and because he had told me that the next day, Sunday, was a feast day.
I wonder if you find this photo as pleasing as I do. If you do, the reason is the diagonal line extending from the sacks of produce to ‘infinity’ (where the lines of the cobble stone road and the line of vendors merge). Of course, the woman wearing the white fedora helps, too.