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

Thursday, August 6, 2015


What is that thing and why are they dancing with it?  It's a marmota!
Something one sees in almost every Oaxacan celebration is the marmota, the globe on a stick that comes in all sizes from small to huge.  I watched them assemble this one just before the last guelaguetza desfile.  Like all things Oaxacan, its assembly is an art.  It slowly goes from individual pieces.
First in the top slot.
Then the bottom slot.
Rinse and repeat. Tie them all together.
I wasn't the only one watching.
Then the outer covering.
And done.... on to the next one.
Dancing, let alone walking, with one of these is an art. 
As in all things here, they start really young.  I, much to the amusement of many people in Tlacolula, tried  to balance this one at last years calenda.
It weighed eighty kilos.  I should have started with the little boys size.  The old guys around made it look easy and as I say, they laughed and laughed and laughed.

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