Monday, October 18, 2010

On An Ordinary Day in El Chuco


It was Sunday, and I admit, I'm stealing the title of this blog entry from a great book by Willis Barnstone called On an Ordinary Evening in Buenos Aires, in which he walked around the city with Borges, charlando, charlando, the labyrinth that Geogie loved best.

Andres Montoya too. He loved walking the city of Fresno in conversation, observing the city, looking closely into himself, speaking his heart to his evening's companion, seeing how he was created in the image of the city and how the universe was created in his image.

So one afternoon (many afternoons) I walked around El Chuco with my camera.

I paused before doorways and windows.














and got caught in. . .







"TrafiC"

(okay, maybe that transition was a bit sophomoric)







"Breaking, the Aztecs"









"Girl Eater"







"Dos Mujeres"








"The Girl, Watching, Watching."









"Dos Danzantes"
















































"Chicana Journalist"










"Kid"










Good night, Juarez.
We love you so much it hurts.

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