Next we went back up into the hills to see Guayasamín's Capilla del Hombre, a chapel dedicated to the greatness and brutality of humanity. The chapel is filled with striking artwork, much of it full of sadness and horror, which I suppose is not all that surprising given the history of Latin America. Also displayed was a series of 82 terrifying etchings by Goya entitled, Los Desastres de la Guerra. Despite the harshness of some of the artwork, the whole was strangely tranquil and tender. As a monument of love, Guaysamín's chapel appeared passionate and deep. Of course his friendship with and admiration for Fidel Castro complicated matters in our minds.
The grounds of the chapel and Guayasamín's house above it were beautiful and tranquil as well. We were shown around by a couple of very friendly security guards who had known the artist and spoke of him as a friend. The sun was low in the mountains across Quito as we caught a bus back down to the old city to pack for the following day's bus to the Colombian border.
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