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, November 2, 2011

Whew!! El Dia de los Muertos extraordinaire!

This is how I started my morning, running up these mountains in search of dancers covered with mirrors and bells.
Sometimes one can blog and yet, other times one must simply live.  Lotta living in the last few days.

Just to give you a small taste.... hmmm..... the mirrored dancers in Vista Hermosa as the sun came over the mountains, the amazing flowers in the panteon or cemetery in San Antonino del Flores, the church in Santiago Apostal, the market in Zimatlan, the singing in the little chapel in Teotitlan del Valle and tuba players like you wouldn't believe.  It is quite a list and every bit of it was magical.  It will take a couple of days to process and post.

Just back from Teotitlan where we went to the panteon after having a spectacular meal of special tamales and mole negro at the home of good friends, Zacarias y Emilia Ruiz and their sons, Antonio and Sergio and their families.  I am wiped out, but oh so happy to be alive and to have experienced these moments.  Most of all, it was the joy and unbelievable kindness and openness that we shared with people.  Everywhere we went, we were welcomed and new friends were made.

I had the pleasure of meeting several folks who read this blog, three a couple of days ago and one in the chapel in Teotitlan.  Que milagro!  And I saw lots of folks I knew or knew me, including two of my favorites and the subjects in many photos from Teo, Beatriz Ruiz, age 9, and her cousin, Angelica, age 5. 

It just doesn't get any better.  Now, I need to work on photos and videos, but here is one from San Antonino to whet your appetite.  Uh, I made need to get some sleep, too.  I was up a 5 AM for the Vista Hermosa dancers.

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