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

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

The Ladies of Carnaval

I'm so confused....
One of the most interesting chapters in David Lida's "First Stop in the New World" is the one on sex in Mexico.  If that's not enough of a tease, I don't know what is.

There is a blurring of the sexes here and it was very evident in Pinotepa Nacional and the surrounding villages for carnaval.  There were so many beautiful women... and some of them were men.  It is very common for men to don women's clothing and in the traditional dances, the group is led by a masked man dressed in a classic hupile.
A classic look in Pinotepa Don Luis,
Sometimes, they are alluring,
Others more comedic.  I can't tell you the number of times I got propositioned and attacked, all in good fun.  These two from San Juan Colorado.
I have no idea, but I think most of the women were men in this group.
And after a while, one stops thinking about it.  Beauty is beauty, male or female.
 In each place, there were gay queens of the carnaval.  From Puerto Escondido
Part of her entourage.
 Sometimes it is obvious,
but many times, not so. Who knows?  Who cares.  Beauty is beauty.
The whole scene seemed so natural and open.  One would think that people in Mexico would be conservative and uptight about such things.  Well, think again.  It would be nice if some parts of the world were as happy and tolerant.

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