Cantarico

"Cantarico" means "little jar."

In Spain when there was no running water in houses, people went to get water to wells or standpipes using clay jars.

There's a popular saying: "Little Jar that so often goes to the fountain, eventually will break."

When means are abused, situations are put to the limits, then relationships are broken, as the jar.

 

In the end, the jar has no water and the person is wet  :-)

"Little Jar that so often goes to the fountain, eventually will

break." Comments are welcome, thank you!

Wonderfully composed and colourful shot, Laura. Best regards.

Una gran bella immagine che mi riporta alla mia infanzia quando come dici tu non vi era acqua corrente nelle case e bisognava andarla a prendere con le brocche .Questo compito nei nostri paesi spettava alle donne che se ne caricavano una sulla testa e altre due tenute per mano o poggiate sull'anca. Quella tenuta in equilibrio sulla testa raramente cadeva.Alcune brocche molto porose tenevano l'acqua fresca anche in estate.Ora è tutto di plastica indistruttibile.Mi fa piacere vedere le tue foto , l'ambientazione mi ricorda i nostri casolari, le stesse inferriate, la sedia impagliata, il pavimento di terra battuta, i muri tinti a calce. Grazie per mostrarcela, ciao Giangiorgio

Dear Andrey, I'm very glad about your visit to this image, very happy that you like it.

I've always been fond of your images, due to subtlety, delicacy and also good technique in your style.

Excellent your works always :)

 

I've still got your image of the flower as my computer wallpaper, it relaxes my mind and sight, do you remember?

http://photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=18026845

 

Thanks for all Andrey... kindest regards,

Laura

 

 

Caro Giangiorgio, you've given me a very nice idea about making a new composition using drinking jugs with spouts :) I'm familiar with all these elements, almost from the past.

 

The botijos/cántaras/jugs... sweat and sweat, cooling the water, they're porous, every so often the base plate where it's placed, must be emptied.

The taste of water is radically different from drinking water in a plastic container :) Take a sweaty jug with our hands is magical, one must know how to swallow from the jet that it offers, too.

 

Crochet bonnets are put on the opening of jugs.

Concerning the plaster railing and wall ... those details speak directly to their hearts, to people whom have known them. One can not explain the joy that gives to look at almost lost familiar elements.

 

Thank you very much for everything, your visit is very much appreciated.

 

Con cariño, Laura