Tour begins (by my showing up with cash in hand and all my backpackly belongings, haggling on the spot, buddying up with total strangers) uncomfortably, as the day1 route and accomodations have to substituted because, as I find out later, town governments/councils/elders strong-arm tourgroups to extort road-repairs and other govt funds not trickling down. Maybe because my tour driver was born Aug 23, 1981, because he was a college-educated, overqualified, ironic, a frustrated Arltian big-dreamer, or maybe because I had buckets more in common with him than with the 4 30some middle class backpackers on my tour, I spent the whole time trying to get the “inside story” from him.  It was a somewhat harrowing story at times, but then, probably a lot less harrowing than those of the picturesque rural poor we encountered along the way, haggled with, rented “hostal” beds from, etc etc.

Tour begins (by my showing up with cash in hand and all my backpackly belongings, haggling on the spot, buddying up with total strangers) uncomfortably, as the day1 route and accomodations have to substituted because, as I find out later, town governments/councils/elders strong-arm tourgroups to extort road-repairs and other govt funds not trickling down.

Maybe because my tour driver was born Aug 23, 1981, because he was a college-educated, overqualified, ironic, a frustrated Arltian big-dreamer, or maybe because I had buckets more in common with him than with the 4 30some middle class backpackers on my tour, I spent the whole time trying to get the “inside story” from him.  It was a somewhat harrowing story at times, but then, probably a lot less harrowing than those of the picturesque rural poor we encountered along the way, haggled with, rented “hostal” beds from, etc etc.

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Throwaway's Blog:

I am a latino californian who will spend the first half of 2010 bouncing nomadically between northern california, southern california, new york, and france. Contact me via email if you really must.

Artist's Statement:

Si lo que vemos es todo lo que existe, entonces el cuerpo ,la flor y las aves tropicales, serían la coronación de la vida y no lo son . Son sólo vehículos de las fuerzas que subyacen detrás de las formas ,de la fuerza interior que se conecta con algo intangible , superior o a veces inferior, demoníaca.

Todo ser humano es divino, o tiene esa capacidad en potencia ; esas fuerzas que tallan las formas , que desnudan la esencia en pos de la personalidad o le confieren carácter a una naturaleza silenciosa , son las que intento atrapar con mi cámara.

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