Last week i was in Buenos Aires and on friday evening i had time to go out for a drink and some food. It was 10pm and i went to Palermo with my colleagues. The streets were full with people enjoying their nice beers and wines, with good food and chatting with their friends, a similar situation on every corner of the street. The chairs and tables on the street sides were all occupied, the bars played good music, it was a very good moment to walk around and find a place do the same: to enjoy life.
The atmosphere and the architecture reminded me of Paris, where i was half year ago. I stayed in Montmartre, with my daughters. Montmartre is a place of worship in history, the druids with their rites, the romans with their gods, and later the Christians with their edifices. And today you feel there is no other place like Montmartre, above picture shows the worship of friends, drinks and talks in a sunny afternoon in Montmartre.
I took above picture in Paris, but i could have made a similar picture last week in Buenos Aires. But every time i walk on the street with my camera, in a neighbourhood with a beautiful architecture, i want to go inside the buildings. I never do. But i would love to do. To see what is inside, to explore the hidden side of the street. I have a book at home from Sylvain Margaine: Forbidden Places. Beautiful pictures of abandoned hospitals, villas, factories and other special buildings: unlisted ruins. The pictures are amazing, capturing elements of how the life was inside many years ago, today dusted, rusted, and broken. A great contrast with the outside street life. With a thin line in between the outside that is alive and the inside that is rusted, only with the front wall of the buildings in between both moments in history.
In July i will visit New York, and i hope to find an opportunity to go inside an unlisted ruin, an abandoned building, with a lively street life in front of it. To see two moments of history a the same time. The moment of today and the moment of the past.