Production Log #7 A rare visit to Pueblito - The sacred village of Gonawindua

No matter how far we go in life, what grand ambitions we have or how colossal our achievements might be in the past, they are built on top of strong relationships. Some of which are not only between individuals but between worlds. In this particular case one world is represented by @Arregoces and the other by @lucasbuchholz. After seven years and many councils inside of the Kogi-lands we were granted a visit to the higher altitudes of Gonawindua. We visited the Eswama and sacred village Pueblito. After seeing some places on the coastline of Colombia where the plastic trash dominates the terrain, it leaves one with a bitter taste, questioning if there can aver be done enough to wake people up to the cause of these catastrophes. Yet, just as these darker places are challenging our positive outlook, there are other places that positively underline the importance of the preservation of nature and indigenous culture. The high village Pueblito in Gonawindua is one of them. The mere fact of knowing that such a place exists, changed everyone’s perception of the Sierra-Nevada, realising that there are places in this world that feel truly untouched by what we call “civilisation”. The village emits a sense of unexcited otherworldliness that is beyond anything our group experienced before. The surreal experience was haunted by perpetually failing attempts to find anything unfamilliar or uncanny in the village. The village isn’t even big. Even the flora got less eccentric and exotic, the higher we got on our journey. Stripped of any external reason to justify the intensity of our experience, we slowly realised that this place was in no way linked to anything that has something to do with our perception of time. It is a place that is build outside of the western apocalyptic thought, humbly resting there, on a little plateau in a beautiful mountain valley. This place has no business with any thoughts that are linked to the linear gregorian mainstream timeline soup which we subscribe in our everyday lives. As our journey through the mountains on the back of mules slowly comes to an end, we often reflect on how it wasn’t possible to have “average” thoughts up there. Our typical thoughts would just slip away, not finding any grip on the steep mountain walls, when attempting to put this place in any of our pre-made mental drawers.