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

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

Wednesday, March 31, 2021

True colors...

In Oaxaca, when it comes to painting walls and houses, color rules.  So in sticking to the rules, I decided to brighten up the front with a new paint job.  Not quite a New England beige, white or gray.  Here, anything goes, so I just had fun. As a pro musician, I've painted a lot of houses, rooms and apartments in my life and I've always really liked the work.  I'll admit to being neurotic, but I love trying to get stuff close to perfect, like those handles and the mail slot.
I've watched lots of people painting here in Oaxaca and I have a whole new level of respect for them.  Painting on cement and metal is so different from wood.   It's harder, but "Vale la pena".... worth all the pain.

Wednesday, March 24, 2021

Hit me with your best shot..

There has to be a better plan, but as they say "vale la pena," it's worth the pain.  Such was the outcome from an eight hour wait, often in intense sun, to finally get the first dose of vaccine in San Pablo Etla yesterday.  I got there early, but there were already hundreds, maybe a thousand, already lined up. 
I got in line in the most prominent line, only to learn there was a separate line for San Pablo and it would not start until the other line, different barrios, was done. 
So hours later, my line inched forward.  First, paperwork, then a new line to get into the vaccination tent.  Then another line after getting in.  The end was in sight!  However, it was late lunch time for many of the shot givers and there were only two people giving shots. 
Others came back just after I got my shot, a good thing as there were still hundreds waiting.  All-in-all, a grueling day, but worth it, although I am not looking forward to repeating the experience in three weeks for the second dose.  It was a very Mexican experience as I waited in line with lots of calm and friendly old people.  "Eight hours?  That's nothing."

Friday, March 19, 2021

Waiting for Godot who's got my shot.....


Still in limbo, waiting to hear where/when/if ever I'm going to be able to get vaccinated.  The nearest distribution spot was in Viguera and they ran out after the first day a week or so ago.  They suggested I go to San Pablo Etla, which I did, and got a new registration paper.  I was told that I would receive a Whatssup message in a couple of weeks as to where and when it all might happen.  In the meantime, there is very little info as to what is going on.  Needless to say, Godot has kinda a reputation for taking his sweet time.  I know I am just one of many, but I would sure like to get on with my life, which can only happen after getting my shot.  Patience is a virtue..... I'm developing.

Monday, March 8, 2021

Impressive start....

Vaccinations have begun or they will tomorrow.  The "olds" are up first and I looked in the mirror and I look pretty old for 28, so I thought I'd get ready.  There is online registration and a couple of forms to fill out, but no heavy lifting.  And there are various locations all around the city and one is supposed to go to the nearest.    I realize how lucky I am to be outside the city, just due to the numbers.  Five people in line rather than hundreds.  My nearest location is in Trinidad de Viguera and they started registering today, a day before the shots begin.  Thanks to some very helpful people doing the registering, I was in and out in very little time.  Quite an efficient operation.  I now have a date with the vaccine tomorrow morning. 
I live on the other side of Viguera and I go right at the fork in the road instead of left, so I was blown away by how beautiful the municipal center was.  Yes, my first time there.  It had all the essentials.. two beautiful canchas, basketball courts in addition to all the local offices. 
More pics maƱana.

Sunday, March 7, 2021

On the road again....

Out and about for a very brief trip to run errands.  So good to see the sights, except limited by never leaving the car.  And what to I see? Under jacaranda purple blooms? "No Soy Un Cualquiera!"  "I'm not just anybody!"  So true.  And then there's this guy. 
I guess if ya got it, flaunt it!

Sunday, February 28, 2021

Salad daze...

Proof of life... sorta.  It is starting to get hot, in the 90's today.  The perfect time for a fresh salad.  And here is my salad bowl.  It has been a challenge to get them this far as it has been so dry for so long.  They need daily attention.  I have laundry baskets that I shield them with to keep them partially shaded... and to keep out those pesky white moths that will hone in on the arugula, lay eggs, which turn into little caterpillars and there goes your crop.  However, for now, from the garden to the plate in a matters of minutes.  I feel so healthy.  My exciting life.

Friday, February 12, 2021

Life goes on...

A year into the pandemic, I've adapted to staying close to home most all the time.  A trip in the city is out of the question... until I need coffee.  I've noticed how many people close by, have set up fruit and vegetable stands.  New places to eat have popped up.  Fresh meats, taco stands, even car mechanics, all really close by, all started by folks adapting and trying to get by. 
So it is easy to shop local.  It's outside, in the open air with everyone masked.
And I can get pretty much anything I need, all within just a couple of kms. 

Oh, that's how it works....

I had an agave that flowered after six or seven years.  I think it may have been a coyote agave, but really, I can't remember.  Most all of my many agaves have been attacked and killed by "el toro," a beetle that attacks the roots and is one tough insect.  However, this agave survived long enough to flower and when it was done, I pulled the plant and cut the flower stalk to let it dry.  
Weeks later, these little plants appeared on the fertilized flowers.  I've never had a stalk around long enough to see this happen before and I guess I have babies to cultivate.

Thursday, February 4, 2021

Where are these from?

I got these beautiful pieces years ago from Henry Wangeman of Amate Books.  They always had the very best stuff and I have two houses filled with wonderful things I got from Henry and Rosa. 
Of course, I never wrote down where thing were from, so does anyone recognize these pieces? 
The designs do not look Oaxacan, but there are so many different styles, they well may be.  And these deep chocolate colored glazed are big and heavy. 
They may look simple, but they are masterpieces to me and Henry said they were special.  Any ideas? One of my favorite early moments in Oaxaca came on my first visit.  I bought a nice black pottery piece from San Bartolo Coyotepec and while standing in line at customs with friends, I blurted out, "Wow, I hope my pot made it through."  Needless to say, everyone around me gasped and then smacked me... in the nicest ways.  "Chris, you are an idiot."  Just to be clear, the pottery arrived undamaged.

Saturday, January 23, 2021

I see you...

I was spotted on the back streets of the city. I had to make a rare trip in to get coffee and to pay for my car insurance.  It felt a bit surreal.  Where am I and what year is it?
Fortunately, the street art helped out me immensely. 
I covered a lot of ground, from Reforma to Benito Juarez market, and it felt great to be walking on familiar turf once again. And most everyone was wearing masks. 
Still, it was very strange to see so many people.  I am so used to solitude.  But it's not like I'm really alone out in the campo.
Hmmmm.... what does it say that I feel more comfortable being around bulls than people?

Friday, January 22, 2021

Looks good enough to eat....

These days I don't go out much.  However, a guy's got to eat and I am so lucky to have the Etla market nearby. This is the wonderful woman from whom I get all my produce.  You can see why.  And it's a family affair.  Between the two of them, everything I get is simply the best.
I only buy from at most five people and they all see me coming, so I am in and out in under ten minutes.  I'll take everyone's photo next time.  I should have done it this time. 

Thursday, January 21, 2021

Taking Off (virtually)

I dream about getting on a plane and going... anywhere.

Friday, January 8, 2021

So Oaxacan - Grasses in the wind

Not amber waves of grain, no,  this is a field of the red grasses of el campo, the countryside.  If you know Oaxacan, you know this. 

With the winds blowing and the sun hitting them just right, it's always a vision.

Wednesday, January 6, 2021

Tres Reyes 2021

Normally, I would be off to celebrate in nearby Tres Reyes Etla.  I do this every year because...duh.. Tres Reyes! 
Not this year, as I am avoiding crowds like the plague, mainly because there's a plague out there.  However, that's what memories and hard drives are for, right?  So here's what I'm really missing and how I'm feeling about the whole thing. 
Better safe than sorry, right?  At least, there are always roscas.

Tuesday, January 5, 2021

Signs of life

This little taco stand, way out in the country, has been closed for months, so it's great to see it reopened.  I'm not even sure what village it's in, maybe one of the outer Etlas.
Obviously, it's an open air restaurant and easy to social-distance, but I'm always too early to eat something.  It always makes me hungry.  Look at everything you get with you tacos!
¿Tiene hambre?

Thursday, December 31, 2020

Adios, 2020

Off today in search for these traditional "old guys" who represent the passing year.  They sit in front of the house for a couple of days, only to get set afire at midnight on the 31st.  They will bid a fond(?) farewell to 2020 and everything that happened in it.  I do love the face shield, gloves and mask... and how lucky to have a babe representing the new year. 
I saw several on my walk, always with the perfunctory booze.  I will have to listen for them at midnight, because they are often stuffed with firecrackers. So with a few thousand bangs and booms, Adios, 2020..... at least we made it this far, unlike many others.  We need to be thankful for that.

Saturday, December 26, 2020

Sore? No, soar....

Just riding the thermals.  I spent a few moments imagining what it must be like.
They are catching the warm winds rising from the valleys.
And following them up the mountain slopes.  Just coasting, with no need for a single wing flap.

Friday, December 25, 2020

Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Yes, we have no... radishes?

Ay!  No Noche de Rabanos this year. After 122  incarnations, it made sense to cancel it and all the other holiday festivities.  I know I am like many, I really miss this celebration.  I don't think I've missed one in many years and I so look forward to seeing many of the participants, who are there year after year, and are friends now. 
It turned out 2020 was the Year of the Kraken just the wrong kind... as if there is a right kind of kraken.  Well, maybe this kind. 
Still, we have our memories and will hope that La Noche will be back in 2021.  It is such an important event and normally, tens of thousand of people would be here for it.
We miss her and everything else, but better to be safe and stay healthy.