
George, (or Don Jorge as the locals call him), was kind enough to let me come stay at his home in El Molle, a tiny town in between La Serena and Vicuña. Many days we drove into Vicuña where George is working on a sculpture of a dead pink pepper tree in the town´s main square representing an old indigeneous myth of the area.

George was born in Hungary, spent his adolescence in Chile, passed 11 years in Ibiza, Spain and has lived the last 25 years in Manhattan working as a math professor and a sculptor. We passed many days harvesting grapes, smashing them and making wine in his house. In the evenings, we made food and shared his last season´s wine.


these grapes were in the backyard of Osvaldo´s pastelleria in Vicuña.
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