The Orinoco Fisherman's Child. # 11

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Abundant heat, at this time of the afternoon. It looks like I am coming out of a barbecue. The temperature is unbearable. I move along the pavements, covering myself from the sun's rays.

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I go out to the shore of the Orinoco, letting myself be dragged by the subtle frequency of the sun, it is my task to visit and take samples of the beautiful disappearance of the day, with the tonalities that the sky, the torrent of water, the fishermen in their canoes give me.

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It is emotional, I am grateful for this fruitful work that gives me the pleasure of writing. Yes, writing chronicles and poetry with the spiritual subtlety of the sunset, meeting the night.

The picture is prodigious. It's a child fisherman with his fishing rod, it's small, but he's looking for food for his home. A cast towards the colours that awaken the eyes from the dream of the little fisherman boy.

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The fecundity that the Orinoco produces, fish, food for the family of this fisherman boy. It is beautiful to meet an industrious boy who enjoys fishing in the orange skies of the sunset in Caicara del Orinoco, Cedeño, Bolívar.

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Thank you for being and being with C/ Photography Lovers in the fleeting shades of the end of the day