The story of a picture

 

In the summer of 2020 the consecuences of the social explosion, the protest and violence of the police was the reality on the streets of santiago.

Personally i dont like the way to kepp the protest because is like a sheeps to the slaughterhose, dont have necesity but the repression is to painfull, and a lot of times completly innecesary.

The story of this pictura i take, is in the afternoon of one friday in january. A lot of people went to Plaza Dignidad.

Honestly i was in a after party in plaza brasil, the with some friends go to Alameda to stay with people and protest. Quickly the police attack with gas, so toxic and danger, In my backpack i has my camera, that is not so good, but it serves.

I take a lot of pictures, usually i went to protest but no to take photos, i write chronicles i like to estay in the place of the facyts, to see and perceive sensibilities, emocions ans storys

I take that photo because to me is a great graphic content to show the toxicity, i dont really like this, but i think is so necesary remember what tue police do to people.