four golden cheese wheels
glowing in a dark little shop
beckon me inside
On the way back from Pisac to Cusco, we stop in a village for snacks at a store catering to tourists. While everyone else is busy buying bottled water, alpaca caps and seed jewelry, I wander outside. Something bright catches my eye in a dark, empty little shop. Two golden wheels of cheese are laid out on a red-trimmed white cloth, like an offering, on top of a glass case containing two more wheels, preserved like precious gems. The strong contrast in illumination, light against dark, reminds me of the chiarascuro still life paintings of the Renaissance and I feel like I've stepped back several hundred years in time.
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