Travels in Salta … cont

Bajo la luz y se llevo todo.” The light dimmed and everything was swept away … when a storm washed out the road to Tilcara. The intense reds and ochre are complimented by the greens, make the land sing. Yet as I celebrate these colours, I am told this is a harsh, challenging place to live.

We climbed up from Purmamarca: Purma atop – marca is settlement. Mesas here are eroded into gothic cathedral-like shapes. They are bare of animals, we are told. Ines is sitting quietly in the back. At the summit, I ask how she is doing. OK, she smiles but she has a touch of siroche. Selfishly I feel fine.

Travels in Salta … cont.

As I settled into the Salta journey, no day felt complete without a sketch. Words also had to be included, such as Sandwicheria: a mesh of Anglo Spanish.

Sugar cane in Salta is used for sugar. In Tucuman it is also used for alcohol and paper as it is of poorer quality. Or so I was told in Salta!

We drove along the fertile valley of the Rio Grande and I drew the little houses with their water tanks jauntily on high.

travels in Salta, Argentina

Returning to Argentina is always special; travels with my school friend Ines, even more so. I had never been to Salta before this trip. The landscape, so filled with colour, amazed me. I sketched something every day!

We spent a night at Los Los, an old tobacco farm, overlooking the Andes, soaring birds and puffy clouds.

For this trip I had a small handmade book from my friend JA. It is seven inches by five, a double page: 7x 9.5″. Small notes evoke huge memories. I can hear the birds, water bubbling past, and smell herbs wafting in the evening air.

I can hear