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Juan Arredondo July 18, 2013

Posted by Geoffrey Hiller in Colombia.

Medellín, Colombia 2011

Juan Arredondo (b. 1978, USA) grew up in Colombia and relocated to the USA to pursue undergraduate and graduate studies in Organic Chemistry. While working as a research scientist at a major pharmaceutical company he became interested in photography. His work has been recognized by PDN Photo Annual, PX3 Prix de la Photographie and the Magenta Foundation as a Flash Forward Emerging Photographers winner. He has been selected for the Eddie Adams Workshop and nominated for the World Press Photo Joop Swart Masterclass. Juan is a regular contributor for The New York Times. His photographs have been featured in The Wall Street Journal, The Herald Tribune, El Colombiano and LAN Magazine. His work has been commissioned by International Rescue Committee and Save the Children. Juan lives between Medellin and New York City.

About the Photograph:

“This image is part of a series called Barrio Triste : Sad Neighborhood. For the past three years I have documented life in Medellín, the second largest city in Colombia to understand how it has transformed from the world most dangerous city to one that is praised as one of Latin America’s safest and fastest growing cities. Barrio Triste rests in the center of the city. It was once a residential neighborhood, but over decades has been ousted by repair shops, warehouses and bars. Grease- stained streets and dilapidated buildings become alive from the commotion of mechanics and street vendors during the day. Displaced families, homeless, sex-workers and drug addicts fine refuge on the empty sidewalks at night.”

“This photograph was taken at a billiard hall where mechanics and locals go to play and have a drink. The place was adorned with several murals, mainly depicting scenes of what happens inside the place. This mural in particular struck me for several reasons. The man behind the counter is the owner of the place and his depiction is very accurate. The translation of the inscription on the Radio says Where would he be? As I was walking around the mechanic in the picture just sat to rest. Not having anything to drink or anyone to speak to, he just gazed at the street for a while. He seemed very lonely, like the drunk on the mural.”