I live in a small
city in the middle of the desert that man hand managed to turn into an oasis.
For decades, the main economic resource was viticulture.
I set out to create a photographic series that reflects some
parts of the process, and show how these deeply rooted customs, are still
preserved in some families.
The sun is hot in the fields and when the grape claims to be
cut it is urgent to start the harvest to obtain a great wine.
In some farms the harvest is a family affair, so the parents
take their children to the fields, the older ones help with the work, the young
play together under the shade of the vineyard.
Before the first cut, a prayer is said to the pachamama or
mother earth, to ensure a successful harvest and to thank her for the fruits
obtained.
When the last cluster of grapes was cut, the ritual of
dancing maidens begins. The ladies dance in the winepress full of joy for a job
well done, to obtain the must with which the wine is made.
Some of these scenes of yesteryear can still be seen in some
traditional estates of my land
[FunFunky]
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