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

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

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Every picture tells a story

Especially if I am the one making up the story.  This young lady was getting ready for the calenda last Friday in Tlacolula.  She appeared to be engaged in some sort of dialogue with the Virgin next to her.

"My child, I will give you this beautiful orange flower for your lollipop."
"I don't know.  It's a pretty good one.  Red and blue flavored, don'cha know?"
"I think not."
 "What do I look like, some sort of a sucker?"


Anonymous said...

Lovely and adorable!

Christopher Stowens said...

Gracias, Frida, you always have such a good eye.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful images and a very funny story, your version of the orange flower for lollipop, made ​​me laugh ...!

So are the good photos, capture an entire story in a single image. and as usually happens with your images,they remind me poems or stories. like one that says:

Margarita the sea is beautiful,
and the wind
brings subtle essence of orange blossom;
I feel
in the soul a skylark sing;
your accent:
Margarita, Iam going to tell you
a tale.......