Petr Lovigin. Old locomotives cemetery. Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia, December 2011
Petr Lovigin. Guibara. Cuba, 2013
Petr Lovigin. View from a mine. Potosi, Bolivia, December 2011
Petr Lovigin. Green tree on the Elephant path. Tehuacan, Mexico, February 2012
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This voyage started in mid November and continued till the middle of March. With a camera fitted into my heart, I crossed Chile, Argentina, Brazil, Bolivia, Peru, Ecuador, Columbia, Panama, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Honduras, Salvador, Guatemala, Mexico and Cuba. I slid over the salt surface of Lake Uyuni and stepped over drunkards sleeping in the streets of out-of-the-way provinces in Argentina, I indulged myself at the brothels of Medellín, and in Rio I saw a cow drop out of a plane flying over the statue of Jesus Christ and kill a girl in the boat. Spellbound, I watched the Mayan sacrifice in Chamula, Mexico, I got wet in the rain at the session of the Ecuador freaks, and was robbed in the hottest quarter of Bogotá. Nothing of the kind appeared in my photographs. Yet, these four months of traveling up the Latin America were, perhaps, the brightest and the longest moments of my life.