In the depths of Madrid there’s a place where time stopped many years ago, where you feel like a ghost, a voyeur of the daily routine of Metro riders, where you sense the hustle and bustle of older times.
This place is Chamberí Station, an old Metro station that was on use just for a few decades, but enough to bring to Madrid the greatness of the new means of transport. Since 2007 it’s a (free) museum, a very particular one as the new one still runs through it, so you feel like a shadow of the past, watching the train coming and going with all its passengers on it.
I love this photograph… Even though you can’t say it’s technically well done; it doesn’t show anything amazing or beautiful, it doesn’t have a meaningful, deep message. But I do love it. Is it because of the memories?
Me encanta esta fotografía… A pesar de que no se pueda decir que esté “técnicamente” bien hecha; no muestra nada increíble o bonito, ni tiene un mensaje significativo o profundo. Pero me encanta. ¿Es acaso por los recuerdos?
I like to take photos of the underground, it’s full of people, of life, I find it interesting and it’s always a chalenge. But it’s also a bit difficult for different reasons: first, the light is not the perfect for a low ISO and second (and most important) in most cities it is forbidden to take pictures inside the underground (once someone told me in Madrid you can ask for a especial permission, but I never tried it)
Anyway, we’ll always have the exterior of the stations or take the pics without anyone noticing (but don’t tell anyone I say this)