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

Monday, July 9, 2012

Faces in the crowd

It was a very busy week with the fiesta in Teotitlan del Valle, visits to Tlacolula, the mezcal expedition and of course, all the political action, so it will take a day or two to recover and work on photos.  However, we spent the afternoon yesterday watching the dancers in Teo.  There were lots of folks there, more than ususal, so in addition to photographing the dancers, I was captivated people watching.  There seemed to be people from all around the area as one can recognize where someone is from by their outfits.  And yes, there were a few tourists there, but not many, mostly people from the village and the surrounding area.
This woman has such a remarkable and regal aura.
 The doña to my left.
 This guy had a great vantage point sitting up in one of the huge trees right next to all the action.
 The doña to my right.
 These two were perched upon the large cross right in the middle of the plaza.
No better place to watch than a grandfather's lap.
 By now, you should know I love my tuba players.

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