The here and now... and what and why
Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.
First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.
Click on an image to see it larger.
For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.
Click on an image to see it larger.
For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
Santo Domingo
The hereafter re me
- Christopher Stowens
- Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
- Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler
Friday, December 10, 2010
I'm Back - Ya estoy de vuelta
It feels so great to be back. The world may be crazy, but returning to Oaxaca is always a balm for the soul.
After waiting for a flock of turkeys to be herded by the end of my road, I made my way into the city. My only checked bag never made it here and today was the day or so they said. They were right. It showed up and I lugged it up Alcala and into my car.
Man, I love this place. Just seeing these guys made me feel great.
However, if you can believe it, we had a frost last night or pretty close. All the tender plants got nailed. How cold was it? It was 2 degrees celsius at the airport at 7 AM and we are much further out and the mountains may have trapped the cold. But it ain't the cold of Beantown and it made it to 80F today.
Still, lots of plants are toast. Good! Time to plant new ones.
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