Images from my most recent shoot.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Happy Nappy Day/Poets in da Park Festival 09
It was a beautifully spent Sunday.
Lots of great buys. I brought a bag and some incense. I was actually hoping to run into the vendor I brought a particular bag that I love so much but has a broken zipper on it, so that I could get another one. If he was there, I didn't see the same bag :-(. On a brighter note, I brought another bag that I love so much and own already from a previous year, but this time I brought it in a bigger size. Perfect for school!
Anyway, you probably would like to see some photos, so here goes:
Great Art:
African Dance on the LawnCan't forget da Kids:
Monday, July 6, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Gabriel...da angel
Saturday, July 4, 2009
LatinoFest @ Parque de Patterson
I love being surrounded by other peoples cultures. It's great to see that the way that you live is not the only way to live. The things you eat and consider normal aren't necessarily normal. It really reminds you of just how different we are. Like for instance, in my own admitted ignorance, I've always thought of "Spanish food" as one distinct category. But I was made aware that there are many differences even within that category. For instance, a friend of mine (Mexican) explained how he didn't much like Puertorican food (Cocina Criolla). Of course, he prefers Cocina Mexicana. I don't much know the difference, other that that Puertorican food is a mixture of Spanish, Caribbean, African, and even Asian spices, fruits, and flavors. Its a product if immense colonization. Apparently, it's distinctly different from Mexican cooking, which lacks the additional influences.
At the festival I tried Arepas.
I think I was intrigued because it resembled pancakes to me. So I asked the guy what it was. From his response I comprehended corn fritter and cheese. Didn't sound particularly appetizing, but I'm like, I'm here may as well try something new which at times can be challenging especially in terms of food because I am an extremely picky eater.
It was ok. Not something I could fall in love with, but it was ok. I ate it.
I love photographing the elderly (you shouldn't say old people...right?)
And the youth...
So, I've got to learn how to Salsa..
There was this one guy who asked me and reluctantly I had to turn him down. I explained that I didn't know how and he even offered to show me. But in the midst of all of the spinning dancing divas out on the concrete dance floor, I was too embarrassed to make a fool of myself and try to learn in front of all the people and cameras that were present. I'll take some lessons and maybe by the next one in September, I will be able to participate in the fun. It looked like so much fun!
There was a lot of great music and dance performances there.
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