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

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Semana Santa preparations

I had completely lost track of time and did not realize that Palm Sunday was upon us.  The signs are everywhere and tomorrow... San Antonino for El Burro, easily one of the best days of the year.  As in all things oaxaqueño, there is an art.  Look at these very common but gorgeous decorations made from the the end of the palm frond nearest the stalk.
In the zocalo, the artesanos were working their yearly magic. 
I have one of these hanging on my front door.
and son, both working.
Dos flores.
There are some incredible altars and ofrendas set up. 
This is in La Brujala Coffee cafe on the lower end of the Alcala.
Ahhh...  I made it back just in time.

1 comment:

itchyfeet said...

Thanks for the semana santa pics; I wonder if we "northerners" see Mexico like van Gough, with the colors in supervivid explosions. I know I do.