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

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Before the parade passes by... El Grito

Well, I did find that parade and well, let's just say there were no flowery floats or drum majors, just real majors.... and captains and generals.  It was a major league military display.  Along with police, firemen and other civic groups, all of whom marched just as stiffly as the soldiers, it was one long line of stern-faced people.  However, the crowds that lined the streets and filled the area in front of the Governor's Palace seemed happy and celebratory.  It was a sea of cell phones all taking pictures.
I started in the zocalo and worked my way east so I could get across the street.  I did manage to get some interesting shots of the governor, the VIP's and the action at the reviewing stand.
A closeup.
Pulling back a bit.
Hmmm...
Getting out in front.
A closeup.
I have to admit to not being much of  parade aficionado, but this one struck me as kinda an old school Cold War era type of thing.  I guess I am just not into watching parades with heavy fire power unless it is the bomberos, the firemen.
This... not so much.
 This, not at all... but what can I say?  I just have warped parade sensibilities.
 This, however, totally works.  Hey, it's Fashion Week.
There were horses at the very end.
 As soon as they passed the streets were instantly packed with people.


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