IN THE AFTERNOON.

I have to confess that the rainy months aren't exactly my favorite. In fact, what I like most about our annual rainy season are precisely: "The moments when it doesn't rain" 😑... And precisely this week, it seems the rains have started in earnest here, and it rained all night. It only eased up a bit at dawn, but around 11:00 AM it started pouring again. And although during the brief dry spell I was able to go out and take care of some pending matters; The truth is that for practically the entire afternoon I was "trapped inside the house thanks to the persistent rain," and the truth is that my mood gradually soured, until I ended up sitting in an armchair in our dining room watching the rain fall in our backyard, while ruminating on a bunch of inappropriate things directed at the tropical climate and its and what for me are "insufferable quirks" 😂... Finally, around 5:00 PM the rain stopped and some sunlight was able to reach the surface. And by that time, I was so bored and eager to move around that I immediately grabbed my camera and went out to take some macro photos in the garden and backyard of our house... But the truth is, I took these photos with a bit of anger, or rather, with an urgent need to vent, so I snapped 180 photos in a flash, and shortly after, as it was starting to get really dark, I found myself editing these photographs with almost the same impulsiveness with which I had captured them just moments before... And yes, what should have been a handful of colorful macro photos of flowers and plants ended up becoming—in my opinion, at least—an eloquent monochromatic series, full of abstraction, grain, contrasts, vignettes, textures, and drama characteristic of that "necessary exorcism" after an afternoon watching the incessant rain...