The Observers
While observing a cleaning ritual in downtown, Mexico City.
Onlookers at a "limpia" in downtown, Mexico City.
Hats and Colors
Campesinos en el Estado de México, México.
Local residents near a national park in the State of Mexico, Mexico.
The Crossing
Young lady crossing Lazaro Cardenas in Historic Center, Mexico City - Mexico.
Eje Central Lazaro Cardenas, Centro Historico - Ciudad de México, MEXICO
Urban Commuter
Afternoon at Grand Central Station in New York City.
Rush hour at Grand Central Station.
Kissing On Reforma Av.
This couple kissing on the street proves they have no shame --not that they should be-- over their expression of emotion towards each other. Yet as a a photographer capturing such moments I cannot help but sometimes wonder if the public nature of the act gives me any right to photograph it. The "guilt" loses its traction as I rest on why I took the image. As time runs along a single direction, this moment simply celebrates a solitary event in the human history shared between these two souls.
Blow
One of my initial images circa 2006. I had asked him to pose for the shot; instead, he began to blow into the crucible. When I first came to Mexico, and until recently, you could find these shaman all over the city's largest municipal square -- El Zocalo. I speculate a recent policy move by the federal district authorities has kept them from operating in the area; It has been a while since I've witnessed any shaman executing their alternate medicinal practices at the Zocalo. Instead they have been dispersed to other parts of the downtown area and in dwindling numbers.
Contemplando
As a microbus passed by near Las Bombas and Cafetales in Coyoacan, Mexico City.
Digital Kills The Analog Stars
Back in 2006 you could still run into photographers in some parts of Mexico City who made a living making images of folks in "touristy" areas. The ubiquity of digital sent most of them into early retirement.
Tengo miedo...
Seen in Parque De Los Venados, Mexico City circa 2007. The quotes on the cardboard read: "I am afraid of losing my job and being broke "; I am afraid of not finding a partner and having no children"; "I am afraid that if my father dies I will have to face life alone."
Doble Limpia
Shamanismo en el Zocalo del D.F.
A shaman performs a spiritual cleansing while a city municipal worker proceeds with his on a more familiar plain.
Saying hello to a friend...
While on one of my usual Saturday walks in downtown, Mexico City.
An Organillero friend along Madero Av. where you'll be sure to find him almost on any given day of the week.
Urban Angel
Rear view of a street performer's wings and hand. Some say this subject matter is easy for street photography, but then again I am not a street photographer, just a dude who likes photography and sometimes takes photos on the street.
Seen in downtown, Mexico City.
No...
He was not confrontational, but the incident illustrates the nature of street performers in Mexico City where most insist on not being photographed unless you pay money in return.
Some togs out there will insist these folks are not fair game as street photography goes because they are easy subject matter. My experience has proven otherwise. Some even point lasers at cameras to destroy the digital sensor.
Moments before he gestured photos were not allowed. He caught me as the camera was being lowered.