Santiago was beautiful on the ground, early light orange hills in the haze around the airport. low lying mist in the dark grey blues and greens lower down, a real horizontal calmness about it. Then you lift off and it's like a pop up picture from a book appearing. An impassive calm observational state you are taken into, a scratching of heaven and of clockwork, of geography and matter on a larger scale than our usual crawling panoramic realities. Realities limited by horizons...
Gallery
