First time I've missed this in years, but car problems meant a no go this year.
The here and now... and what and why
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
The hereafter re me
- Christopher Stowens
- Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
- Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler
Sunday, March 24, 2024
Power to the people...
Friday, March 22, 2024
Knives out...
"Get your knives sharpened on the spot." One of the special services to be found on the streets of Oaxaca. For some reason, and maybe it's the brutal heat, but this shot makes me think of Sisyphus... just keep pushing and pushing. And, as always, the street art tells many stories. No knives here, but bottles. And where else could a simple picture of corn, maiz, which was developed in the Mitla region 10,00 years ago, elicit so much pride and respect. This saxophonist appears regularly in different guises. Wonderful stencil work.
The juxtaposition of these three images across from Santo Domingo is good food for thought. Tourists love taking photos with the figures from Tehuantepec, but the locals are not quite so enamored with them. You can see how they're are feeling by the scowls on their faces.
And of course, someone is always watching.
Thursday, March 21, 2024
What a world...
In Newton, it's a different world. There's abundant water, but the city estimated water bills for years due to faulty meters and people are getting huge bills. Mine was $600 and I was only there a few weeks. Others have been in the thousands. I heard of one for $56k... maybe they have a pool.
My blogger buddy, Shannon and I, joke that we are now living in a dystopian world like those that we've read about in our audio books. Well, here we are.
Hottest ever... war, famine, corruption. We are in for some hard times. This may look like a happy scene but... it's warm enough in Antarctica for butterflies?
Sunday, February 18, 2024
Closer to home..
Sunday, January 28, 2024
Siesta - Jes' Chillin'
Time passes slowly up here in the mountains
We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains
Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.
When I first came here, all the tourists walked around with guidebooks and paper maps, looking lost. So I would stop and try to help and there would be some human interaction. Well, those days are gone. Everyone, and I mean everyone, has a cell. I have one, I mean three, too. But I still can't text with my thumbs nearly as fast as I see the kids do. Kids meaning anyone under sixty. And Oaxaca is changing. Lots more people, cars and notoriety. I know it is happening in many places around the world and I also know I am part of that change. I'm one of the old gringos that has brought change just by being here. Although living like a monk, I try not to rile the waters too much.
So, I'll return to the dream with the words of Korean Master SungChol, “I’m just a mountain recluse who really doesn’t know a thing. I spend my days looking at the eternally infinite blue sky and staring at the dancing white clouds. So don’t be fooled by anything I say.”