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.

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Santo Domingo

Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo

The hereafter re me

My photo
Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Carnival in Teotitland del Valle cont.....

Just going through the hundreds of shots, plus the video, and reflecting on what an interesting and exhilarating experience it was.  Be sure to check spixl's post about the same event.
Teotitlan is always so serious, even when they are having fun and there is always a formal schedule and protocol to be followed.  The gifts, the offerings, the blessings, the speeches are a part of almost every ceremony and celebration I have seen there.  This was no different, except the main characters were the viejos and their mujeres, who have such a comedic way of talking and interacting with people that, at times, one could not help but burst out laughing.
It was illuminating to visit the homes for the pre-celebrations, meals and dancing.  Just to watch how organized each gathering was, was fascinating.  One thing I know is that there are always a few people in charge of running these things.  These gatherings move from section to section and are for the folks in that section, but they all must leave their houses and parade to the plaza in front of the municipal building at 5 PM, where hundreds of people are waiting each day.

Things run like clockwork, but subtly and with the wonderful aroma of copal wafting through the streets.
It is all there if you look closely, viejos, rebozos, poleo, maiz, monos, alebrijes, etc
 Right on time, the grand entrance.
 Still, one of my favorite shots.  La Danze de Viejos - The dance of Old Folks - Amen!
Livin' large, amig@s.

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