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.
Click on an image to see it larger.
For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
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.
Click on an image to see it larger.
For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
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
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Proof of Carnaval
This is one of the final shots of the day from the crazy scene in the zocalo in Pinotepa Nacional thanks to some guy standing next to me. Notice that I am with a small young one and holding his arms tightly, as the large ones in this troupe tend to kick, punch and ask for money. I was leery of these guys because the last time I was here, I was shooting some video of them and basically got mobbed and hit in the family jewels, much to everyone's amusement. Not a big deal, as this is pretty standard practice for them. This time I almost escaped, but not quite. At least I was not writhing on the ground or picked up and carried around as were a few others. I am headed back over the mountains tomorrow, but this was a really fun and successful trip although it would take time to get used to the heat and humidity. More when I get back.
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Hi Chris,
In the context of driving.
Derecho = Straight ahead.
Derecha = To the right.
Get back safely.
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