Not long after I moved here I attended a presentation made by Alan Goodman and his partner on hunting for and locating old haciendas around the valley. The trick they said is to look for very large trees near rivers and streams. They had an old map not to scale, that indicated roughly where many were.
So I struck out west after seeing one that should have been in the valleys beyond Monte Alban, turned right at Atzompa then left at some road and kept driving, eyes glued to GPS. I followed a river named Jalapilla, which my detective mind linked to the name of the hacienda I was hunting, Hacienda Jalapilla. How many could there be? Continue reading Los Trucheros de Cuatro Venados
The mountain villages of the Sierra Juárez to the north of town here are remote and welcoming for the most part. Occasionally, like in the hills of Appalachia in the past, inter-village hostilities break out over such things as logging or drug crops. That doesn’t impact expats usually.
The village of San Juan Chicomezúchil (SJC) is on the way to one of our favorite villages in the area, San Miguel Amatlán. One evening while staying there we descended to SJC and walked around while they were preparing for a festival for their saint, John the Baptist.Continue reading In San Juan Chicomezúchil
I had a couple of fun visits from family. Then friends of ours announced they would be moving back to the states and wanted me to take over the lease of their place. I can’t imagine a better place for the money, still in Xochimilco, but further away from the noisy church. So I had to get ready for that move while packing for a vacation to Chiapas.
This painting is from that trip. It was in some ways grueling. The highways are very sinuous to say the least. They are too dangerous to drive at night so the trip to San Cristóbal de las Casas had to be in two legs. The first took us to Juchitán in Oaxaca. Being at sea level, it was freakin’ hot and humid. There was nothing in the town I wanted to see. Rocío had been there before and mentioned a market selling more exotic meats like iguana, turtle, etc. I wasn’t interested.
June 22nd I’m going to spend three full days in the historic mining town of Guanajuato, a couple of hours north of Mexico City (map). The first time I saw a photo of the city I said to myself, “I have to get me some of that!” Take a look at a Google Images page and I think you will understand my attraction to the town. It looks like a color-saturated Italy. These are the kind of trips that people hate to accompany me on because I’m just running around following my camera wherever I point it. I’ll update this post as I wonder around there. I hope to come away with inspiration for at least 8 new paintings. Stay tuned…
Got in last night. It’s like Sevillia, only more hilly and with tunels criss crossing below. Can’t wait to see in the day. Will be taking a tour to orient myself. Like anywhere in Mexico, church bells ring early to punnish sloth…