David Hilgier Photographs

We continued our exploration in Cusco. The cosmopolitan boulevards of Lima traded for meandering dusty cobblestone streets crisscrossing through a city nestled in a valley of the Andes. Though accustomed to living at altitude, its elevation caused us to slow our pace.

Artists and vendors display artwork for sale in a square somewhere in Lima.

Vibrant yet weathered. Vivid and washed out all at once.

The Pacific Ocean separated from the city of Lima by a coastline comprised of weathered cliffs.

Hide and seek with a brief acquaintance made in Lima.

Time to look to the past and a trip to Peru a decade ago. A set of photos that gathered digital dust on a harddrive. Life got in their way and all it took for me to work on them was a year+ without travel. One day we’ll leave this country, until then, I’ll do so in my mind.

Alone with the storm and its welcomed silence.

A corner we pass through almost daily transformed into an otherworldly scene.

The peak of a winter storm captured on a quintessential Park Hill block. A lonely bus makes its way unencumbered down 23rd Avenue despite the rapidly accumulating precipitation.

Scenes of the season reflected in an old glass window pane.