Back to the Sacred mountain

“My chest is a morning glory, “My song a porous rock, “My soul, a dandelion “The wind tears and blows away.” The Chinelos danced to the Sacred Mountain. The Dragonfly called the Deer She prayed to the Corn God. The Owl opened the door. The Corn was born. The flute player called the budgerigar My…

Merry Noël and Bonne New Jahr

A chance mural, taken from the car in a rapid succession of snaps last Sunday in Tepoztlán. A pretty little town South of Mexico city. Sun and heat. Lots of great art. Need to go back. (With proper masks and distance, naturally). Merry Christmas, Feliz Natal, Joyeux Noël, Frölische Weihnachten, Feliz Navidad, Buon Natale, Hyvää…