Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I stumbled upon this photo by professional photographer, Katherine Chunn, and I had to share it. The boy is named Juanito, and there's something about this photo that really speaks to me. It so reminds me of my time in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.
I took the photo below when I was 17 and living there (feels like a lifetime ago). It was early in the morning, and the town was still quiet, except for a few early risers and the man sweeping the jardin (the beautiful garden in the center of town where people would gather). In the jardin, I remember that the trees were trimmed and shaped like marshmallows, and there were always flocks of chubby pigeons.
I just have such a soft spot in my heart for the streets of Mexico, its markets, and colors. It has a certain magic, yet is is so real and raw. Is there a place that feels magical to you?