15 October 2012

Red, blue, green, yellow

For two hours under the burning Andean sun, these four little girls had thoroughly enjoyed themselves, dancing and smiling during the festival of the Virgin of the Rosary in Cusco. As they sat down next to each other to rest once the procession was over, they looked understandably exhausted: I loved to observe them, calm and docile, patiently awaiting their well-deserved ice cream their mothers would buy for them just a few minutes afterwards.