La Falda de Fela (Fela’s Dancing Skirt)

 

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Dancer Felicita Hernandez at AfricaCaribe June 2017 Bombazo at the Casita de Don Pedro in Chicago’s Humboldt Park neighborhood.

I took this image last weekend at a Bombazo which is a gathering of people that dance the ancient Bomba dances from Puerto Rico. During the summer months in Chicago, one of the places that Bombazos take place at is at the Casita de Don Pedro on Division Street in Humboldt Park. I was using a 35mm lens on a Nikon D7000, so I did not have the luxury of very wide angles to capture crowds and overall vistas so I was looking at individuals on a short range. So I photograph without being able to imagine the final result.

On this day I was using a 35mm lens on a Nikon D7000, so I did not have the luxury of very wide angles to capture crowds and overall vistas that I so much like, so I was looking at individuals on a short range. So I photographed without being able to imagine the final result. When I put this image on the computer it became evident that besides the drums the symbol of Bomba dancing are the skirts.

On this day I was using a 35mm lens on a Nikon D7000, so I did not have the luxury of very wide angles to capture crowds and overall vistas so I was looking at individuals on a short range. So I photograph without being able to imagine the final result. When I put this image on the computer it became evident that besides the drums the symbol of Bomba dancing are the skirts, your skill level in many ways are determined by how you handle the skirt.

Felicitas or Fela the individual on the image, handles the skirt gracefully and with skill which shows many years of learning and dedication, in fact I think the skirt becomes her and she express what she feels with the skirt. The skirt and her are one.

South Haven, Michigan – Heaven on Earth

We decided on a quick getaway with the kids so after all the rain anything to do with rivers and Starved Rock was out the question. So we took a sleepy drive to Michigan and our first stop was South Haven after driving through Saint Joseph.

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South Haven lighthouse as seen from the pier on late afternoon.

The beach is absolutely spectacular and pristine as well as the town. What makes South Haven special to me is the unique pier along the river and the lake with it’s unique lighthouse. Great getaway with many bed and breakfast.

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Resist through your art

I have been in a funk since the election. I went for a long walk this morning and after meditating and prayer I came up with these images of one of my favorite places Montrose Harbor. I will resist through my art, which cannot be silenced. I love Chicago, I love what we have. We opposed Trump, and we drove him out of town. Let’s keep strong. Let’s keep a strong mental attitude because we have a long battle in which we are fighting for the soul of this country.


 

Sabula, Iowa a unique place

This is the first article of 2017. My family and I decided to take a last minute trip to the Galena, IL /Dubuque, Iowa area to take advantage of the long weekend for the kids. As I was thinking of places to go in the Dubuque vicinity I remembered that my friend Nico had told me that he had visited and island town near Dubuque called Sabula. To Sabula we went. It’s a very sleepy place. I like it, not much to do on a mid-January day. However I call it the Mompox of the north. There are a lot sweeping views of the Missisipi River. Here I bring them to you.

Children growing up

This week my life was engulfed in a lot of sadness. Sadness that I can not describe here. Sadness that is like death in the family for not being able to see someone that you love for so many years and then just seeing them for a minute and from a distance. I have tried to put my mind around it and all that I can do is think about my children now Sarah and Pachi, how they bring me joy as I see them grow and participate in the glow of the Puertorican and Colombian cultures.

Puerto Rico – I always go back to you

Tonight as I put my Pachi to sleep and I fight with thoughts of struggles and balances, I close my eyes and drift to thee, I listen to waves and birds in a beach that can never be far from me, I feel the warm breeze in my face, my bare feet feel the sand of dusk and my soul feels the cuddling of your warm waves.

In the cold of winter in a far place from thee, I imagine my children building castles in the sand, I tear as I feel that life has taking me so far from thee and many storms have past.
Your waves calm me and provide a rest to my soul.

I imagine you at night in the dark and listen to the waves, loud, powerful but steady and frequent, each wave is like a hug from my lover reassuring me that I will be alright.

The smell of your ocean is like the aroma of coffee in the morning unique and reassuring of a new day, I miss you and long to be with thee.

Please see this images and maybe you can put the sound of waves in the background and enjoy these images.

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