The sun is barely breaking through the cloud cover over this hilly historic town high in the foothills of the Andes. I made this shot from the top of our hotel, shooting through a window with an iPhone camera. I use the tiled rooftops in the foreground to draw the eye into the image. These roofs fill half the frame and provide the interpretive content of the image. This is not a typical descriptive post-card view of Sucre. The flow of what seems to be randomly placed tiles speak of the passage of time itself – the wear and tear of nature, exposure to wind and rain, years of simply making do with what is there. The red roofs contrast to the pristine buildings of what is known as “The White City.” Such is the nature of Sucre, and indeed Bolivia itself.