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

Thursday, October 24, 2013

What a day!

Yesterday was one of the craziest I've seen in the zocalo.  It was packed.  There was a Science Fair going on.  Several bands playing simultaneously with the volume at 11.  A massive protest by MULT, the Triqui organization,  commemorating the deaths three years ago and they filled every space to overflowing.  I'll post more on that in a bit, but the reason I went into the city was to see all the flowers at the cathedral for the week-long celebration of Señor del Rayo.  The streets were packed and I arrived just as mass began, so it was impossible to get anywhere near the altar... so I just hung for a couple of hours until the mass was over.   I just wandered through the crowds and kept returning to the cathedral. 
The flowers were wonderful. 
They filled the cathedral with color and fragrance.
People filled every inch.
The north entrance.
One of the little chapels inside the cathedral.
 One of the many Triquis in attendance.
Eventually, I made it near the altar.
 From the other side.
How rare, for me, to see confessions taking place.

Leaving with flowers that had been blessed.
Meanwhile, out in front.
 Lots of action all around, but I'll save it for later.


Anonymous said...

WOW! Spectacular photos!

Christopher Stowens said...

Gracias, you can see what a gret and wild day it was.