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Friday, June 30, 2006

mayan cultcha

well i´m in Mexico, finally left the lake and passed on my puppet duties to the next teacher, I think i´ll be back there. I had quite a few revalations working on that project, one of them that giving oportunity, hope and a view of a different way of life than that represented by the corporate media scum to the next generation, is a real and practical way to make a difference to the world by letting the future evolve and grow beyond the contraints of buisness interest. Another one, that by creating positive conections between different communities artound the world, connects people, creates understanding and tollerance and brings us closer to a world where war is ridiculasness to be condemed to history (his story?).
Also that by working with groups startying projects that can carry on and enrich thier lives long after their finished is exactly what I want to do, acting as a creative spark as it were. Working for the Cambalacha gave me an empowered me in a new way, twas great, twas.

yup so goodby to guatemala for now, hello San Cristobel, Zapatistas, small beatiful villages, slightly more comfortable pick up trucks and palencie, wow mayan ruins, swimming in rivers almost drowning, meditating under a waterfall, and thinking.

Thinking alot about my grandad Wilf who I found out recently died, he was a great man and an inspirtation for me my whole life, always full of beans all ways ready for a dance which he often won prizes for in his ´Wilf from Walsall´t-shirt, always busy making something, the last thing he said to me was to keep busy and keep smiling, i know he did, and i´m sure he´s dancing away somewhere, much love to him and Nelly my Nan who´s mourning is pulling me back home. But not before more puppet shows and a taste of america, the land of freedom. mmmm.. we´ll see.
love to all my friends and family, infact to everyone.

oh and a spiky tree and a mayan skull from palenckie thats it as my camera seems to have gone short sighted after i dropped it one to many times ooops

Monday, June 05, 2006

Father its been a long time since my last blog...




O.k. hello virtual world, i'm not sure if anyones reading this but if feels good to get my thought out once in a while.
Well i'm still living in San Marcos, preparing a puppet show and making puppets with some kids training to be clowns at a local childrens project. Its funny living in such a transient place for a little while, you start to notice the little things that as a transient you don't get chance to, alot of people regard San Marcos as a place to go and meditate and little more, but theres actually an amazing local community, it does seem though a place of two worlds, this is effect is amplified by there being two time zones!, when the clocks where turned back for daylight saving the local population refused to change their routine, as this would mean taking their children to school and hour earlier, and that would then effect there work as the schools are set up in such a way so the kids go early and leave early so they can still do the neccesary work they need to do, for thier families, in shop, on the farm etc... so the result is two time zones, in the town everyone works on 'old time' and in the hippy village everyone works on 'official time' which obviously causes some confusion. In a nearby village they call old time hora el dios, (hour of god) and new time hora la diablo (hour of the devil).

Thats not to say theres not alot of intergration between the locals and vistors, there is much, one amazing example is this german woman who's working with youngsters in schools educating about rubbish, making things from rubbish, as rubbish is a major problem here, many families just throw it out into the wilderness as they have for generations, but of course unlike generations ago, plastic now exists, and continues to exist for a long time, this is a problem, one solution which is being tried, initiated by this womon and working with local people is to rebuild houses that were destroyed during last years hurracane, with plastic and plastic bottles as the main building material, brilliant! I will be performing a puppet show this coming saturday at a fiesta para los ninos, to celebrate the finishing of the rebuilding the houses after the huricane, heres a photo of one of the houses

and heres a photo of the amazing local community moving rocks as they rebuild the school, it seems that the women do all the carrying of things around and the men dig things, its funny you never see a man carrying anything on their heads

Last week I visted the local grave yard, (top photo on its side) it was definatly different from the usual graveyard i've seen, the first thing I noticed was all the tree's, for when ever anyone is buried a tree is planted on top of them, giving new life, and an immediate visual indication of how long they've been dead, I was talking with a friend about the day of the dead also, a day when everyone goes to the graveyard to hang out with their dead ones, have great feasts and parties, to celebrate death the same as life, as there no point in getting upset about death because it is there, as real and beautiful as life, part of the whole big movie we're in. Set me thinking about my death, how i'd like to have a big party and have little oak planted on me. But enough about death, back to puppets.

Also last week I made the heads of the marionettes with the clown kids, we spent one session getting to know each other making paper mache and the next moulding the paper mache around plastic bottles on bamboo sticks to make the head, they came up with some great charactors, and seemed to really enjoy it, it one one of the best workshops i've done.

until next time over and out