Built in the late 1500s, Mexico City’s Alameda is a park that three centuries later had become a place for the city’s wealthy to gather and mingle.  In 1947, Diego Rivera painted his vision of a Sueno de una Tarde Dominical en la Alameda.

Some 45 feet wide by 12 feet high, the mural is filled with historical figures from when the Spaniards first came to the “new world” to then modern-day figures, such as Frida Kahlo.  A skeleton character named Catarina stands center of the cast of characters, and nearby is a chubby faced, young boy named Diego Rivera.

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

To get far away from people for a while.

To get far away from people with other people (sometimes) that, without needing to express such, also want to get far away from people.

To see what’s around the next turn.

To surf the dirt.

To climb a mountain and ride down the other side…because.

To feel flow in your toes.

To be healthy.

To live.

To feel exhausted in every bone and muscle of the body.

To sleep well.

To better understand contour lines.

To better understand physical limitations.

To work harder to overcome some of those physical limitations.

To focus in the moment, so as to keep pedaling.

To experience the bio-chemical magic of being human when life’s whoas become less so as a result of solving problems whilst navigating a rock garden.

To see distant places of wondrous beauty.

To be here now.

 

i need some desert in my cheekbones

some searing hot light that pierces me

some gritty dirt and stone under my feet

i need some hard edges that cut the sky

some lines that break the landscape

some bleakness that shouts out to me

“you don’t belong here so come on in

and walk around and make yourself

at home, intrepid stranger of recent times”

« Previous PageNext Page »