This image to me is the encapsulation of escape. This old moorish castle in the town of Almeria, Spain was mine and my brother’s playground when we were very young children before it became a tourist attraction and you could still explore the turrets and dungeons and the grounds without a soul in sight. It was a time of my life full of happy memories. This was the first time that my brother and I had returned together to our old haunt in over 30 years. My brother is to the right, I’m behind the camera taking the picture, and in the background are my own children playing. It gives me an amazing sense of having gone full circle when I look at this image and it brings me to tears.
Published by Maria a.k.a. Bess/Ishaiya
I am an artist, writer, photographer and social commentator. Mum, wife, Synaesthete, linguist, cook, ex-musician and philosopher. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by Maria a.k.a. Bess/Ishaiya