Chile Chile lindo

When we live in another country, our reality shifts. We create new routines in new settings, slowly forgetting the everyday life of the place that was once our home. Then, when we go back, we see everything through different eyes. We realize there are things so deeply rooted in our native land that we never stopped to think they only exist there. Things we didn’t even know we missed until we saw them again, and suddenly we cherish them more than ever.

That’s what happened to me with the small towns of Chile. I’m from Santiago de Chile and have lived in Barcelona since 2006. While I lived there, I didn’t notice how charming and beautiful those places were, where most houses are painted in bright colors, shop signs are still hand-painted, and street names are written directly on the walls. Once I moved to Barcelona, I stopped thinking about them. It wasn’t until I returned years later that I saw them again, and missed them deeply.

Now, every time I go back, I try to visit a small town, wander around with my camera, and capture those places so I can revisit them whenever nostalgia hits.

In this series, I wanted to share some of those towns and their colors.
Welcome to this small journey through Chile, Chile lindo!