Day 33: The Hollow Circle

Today was a quiet but deeply fulfilling day. I walked through the ruins of Convento de las Capuchinas, mesmerized by the intricate stonework and the stories it seemed to whisper. The circular layout of the old cells was fascinating - a glimpse into a time of reflection and simplicity. The open courtyards, kissed by the afternoon light, felt alive with a serene energy, as if they held echoes of the past within their walls.

The mild weather was perfect for sketching, and I sat in the shade of a crumbling arch to capture the interplay of light and shadow. The texture of the worn stone against the vibrant green provided a contrast that was both striking and inspiring.

As I walked through the corridors, I imagined the lives of those who once called this place home, their routines blending with the quiet hum of nature. It reminded me of the resilience and beauty that can be found in decay and silence.

As I left the ruins, I felt a sense of calm and gratitude for the moments of stillness I had experienced. Antigua continues to weave its charm into my journey, leaving me with stories that I hope to translate into my art.