A collage of photography taken by myself and others from various cameras. Thank you all.
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Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
6 de mayo
Walking in the early morning is about
petroglyphs depicting spiraling scorpion god like figures
waterfalls. pink flowers. lush green jungle forest and bamboo.
Looking for monkeys in the time before the world gets busy
Friendship is about
laughing when it seems most unlikely there is anything to laugh about
standing on the side of a highway for hours waiting to catch a bus thirsty
tired.
chorus of honking ´hola mi amor´ ridiculously enthusiastic waves. hooting. whistling telling each other stores helps pass the time helps clock out this sometimes overwhelming machismo world.
being a team of two.
keeping one eye open at all times for one another
Trust is about
walking on the left side of the road in a rain shower on the left half a tree crashes to the ground with a bang
Some nights are about
Itchy sand in between every toe
Thick salty hair
Backpack stuffed, messy, crinkled clothes, cloth and bags of ecuador, colombia stacked tightly
dreaming of privileges- clean sheets, hot water, butter, tea.
El Valle de Panama is about
the silhouette of La India Dormida.
Lush and fertile, lands of an extinct volcano.
men walk the cloud forests with machetes and black rubber boots.
white crosses on green hillside- crooked from time.
Turtles scuttling in streams. Heavy rains filling afternoons and streets.
Joy is about
mangoes falling from trees like apples
Refuge and relief is about
sitting drinking coffee in a warm restaurant where three women prepare tortillas
Different than America is about
People riding two, sometimes three to a bicycles men with small children,
men with men, man and woman, mother and child-
one peddles, the others perch on the front bar
Panama hip hop videos blaring on buses
who´s mirrors are decorated with fake green feathers
neon green stuffed dice always prepared for fiesta
Finding humor in it all is about
the ninety-five year old half blind grandfather
big dark sunglasses
panama hat crooked teeth
wondering out loud where all the women his age are, for he is not yet tired
New discoveries are about
a starfruit tree. an avocado tree.
intricately farmed river valleys full of watercress
Thank you is about
the tea, made fresh from the garden
ginger, hibiscus, lemongrass and a bit of fresh green tea leaves
Where I was before is about
San Blas Islands- Kuna Yala. carefully crafted molas of bright colors
birds seahorses flowers women who´s legs are adorned fully with strings of beads
bright red orange cloth. golden rings.
Caribbean islands turquoise waters
enormous starfish, sting rays, shells, sailboats
dolphins dancing
men selling pina, passion fruit, potatoes, lettuce, onions, melon, grapefruit, tomatoes and celery
from a dug out canoe
Humbleness is about
not listening when previous to boarding, the captain suggested to buy medicine for
motion sickness
being the first person down in the pit to start the stomach heaving
lasting for two days on choppy sea
Where my mind is now is about
how it will be to return to the country from which I came
How will I carry these hundreds of stories
these taste buds covered in mango
this full heart
these moments of ´pretty little things´
these two eyes transformed by all they have seen,
in one small bag?
petroglyphs depicting spiraling scorpion god like figures
waterfalls. pink flowers. lush green jungle forest and bamboo.
Looking for monkeys in the time before the world gets busy
Friendship is about
laughing when it seems most unlikely there is anything to laugh about
standing on the side of a highway for hours waiting to catch a bus thirsty
tired.
chorus of honking ´hola mi amor´ ridiculously enthusiastic waves. hooting. whistling telling each other stores helps pass the time helps clock out this sometimes overwhelming machismo world.
being a team of two.
keeping one eye open at all times for one another
Trust is about
walking on the left side of the road in a rain shower on the left half a tree crashes to the ground with a bang
Some nights are about
Itchy sand in between every toe
Thick salty hair
Backpack stuffed, messy, crinkled clothes, cloth and bags of ecuador, colombia stacked tightly
dreaming of privileges- clean sheets, hot water, butter, tea.
El Valle de Panama is about
the silhouette of La India Dormida.
Lush and fertile, lands of an extinct volcano.
men walk the cloud forests with machetes and black rubber boots.
white crosses on green hillside- crooked from time.
Turtles scuttling in streams. Heavy rains filling afternoons and streets.
Joy is about
mangoes falling from trees like apples
Refuge and relief is about
sitting drinking coffee in a warm restaurant where three women prepare tortillas
Different than America is about
People riding two, sometimes three to a bicycles men with small children,
men with men, man and woman, mother and child-
one peddles, the others perch on the front bar
Panama hip hop videos blaring on buses
who´s mirrors are decorated with fake green feathers
neon green stuffed dice always prepared for fiesta
Finding humor in it all is about
the ninety-five year old half blind grandfather
big dark sunglasses
panama hat crooked teeth
wondering out loud where all the women his age are, for he is not yet tired
New discoveries are about
a starfruit tree. an avocado tree.
intricately farmed river valleys full of watercress
Thank you is about
the tea, made fresh from the garden
ginger, hibiscus, lemongrass and a bit of fresh green tea leaves
Where I was before is about
San Blas Islands- Kuna Yala. carefully crafted molas of bright colors
birds seahorses flowers women who´s legs are adorned fully with strings of beads
bright red orange cloth. golden rings.
Caribbean islands turquoise waters
enormous starfish, sting rays, shells, sailboats
dolphins dancing
men selling pina, passion fruit, potatoes, lettuce, onions, melon, grapefruit, tomatoes and celery
from a dug out canoe
Humbleness is about
not listening when previous to boarding, the captain suggested to buy medicine for
motion sickness
being the first person down in the pit to start the stomach heaving
lasting for two days on choppy sea
Where my mind is now is about
how it will be to return to the country from which I came
How will I carry these hundreds of stories
these taste buds covered in mango
this full heart
these moments of ´pretty little things´
these two eyes transformed by all they have seen,
in one small bag?
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