Living in the field, wrapped by the silence and peacefulness, helps to think… and as background of our thoughts an isolated house, a green-pallet grass, a hot sun hidden by the clouds that quickly take shape and dissolve. An impressive landscape delimits our world in this land of silent shepherds, looks consumed by the altitude and the climate. So far to hear the lightest noise, the town of Villa de Leyva hides behind a wooded hill, feeble painting in colonial style, dusty like Latin America. Dearly beloved by the artists, otiose as only the province can be.
Once more the night comes and our world falls asleep, in the silence.
