Childhood Lost

Antonio Aragon Renuncio
Since the mid-90s he has always involved with photography: Founds/Chairs “Nostromo” Photographers Association. University Photography Professor (+17 years). Editor Xplorer Magazine. General Manager XtremePhotoWS. Freelance photographer for several International News Agencies. Organizes/directs the Solidarity Photography Days. He writes about photography and publishes reportages across digital/print international media…

He founds/presides the NGO OASIS. +100 print shows around the world. +100 International Awards and Recognitions. He currently spends his time working on long-term projects mainly in Africa and Central America. He remains committed to issues relating to conservation, global health, poverty, diminishing cultures, discrimination, sustainability and the environment.


Childhood Lost
The hole. Wandering of battered bodies out of necessity. Burly, sweaty, hungry. Men, women, children. Many children. Too many. Lost in Burkina Faso Artisanal Gold Mines. Frantic bodies moving in and out from the depths. Day and night. No rest. Endless. The sound of improvised mortar fills the air. Stones and more stones. Tons of red dirt coming out relentlessly from the bowels of the earth. Sanna’m. “Gold” in Mòoré language from the Mossi tribe. All for a handful of gold dust with which to feed the family. From hundreds of feet deep. Playing with death. Working into the abyss without fresh air. Without eating. Almost without drinking. Full of drugs that give endless power. Underworld. Only hitting the wall of the hole. Constant hammering. In search of precious gold. Sweat. Hunger. Perennial cough. Disease. Absence, pain. Death…Sanna’m. Gold. Somewhere beyond the harsh and inhospitable plains full of rocks….a great light at the end of the tunnel.