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
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
A bell for Carmen Alto
For a few weeks, this beautiful bell was sitting on some pieces of wood on the ground near the entrance to Carmen Alto. Now it is hanging from a tree in the courtyard just a few yard from it's original spot. Someday it will end up high in the church upper reaches, but for now it is a eye level (well, at least for me) and people can walk by and touch it.
It feels wonderful and has a nice tonal quality. I guess I approach it like those bells in Tibet, Thailand and the East where every touch is a caress and all the sounds are prayers. I am sure thousands of people have rubbed this bell, made it ring, sent those vibes out into the courtyard, into the air, into the world. Years of playing Tibetan singing bowls helps me to explore the various sounds and harmonics this baby produces. Sublime.
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