If all has gone well, I should be spending the night in an airport hotel near SEATAC airport.
When I made my flight and hotel reservations, I forgot I would be flying through on the weekend after the Super Bowl. As matters turned out, I suspect there is not going to be a lot of revelry in the streets. I should rest well for my flight to Bend.
Rather than write a full essay, I decided to simply share a favorite photograph I caught this past week in Barra de Navidad. I am not certain what to think of the piece.
The child piñata has an eerie feel to it. But added to the graffiti background, the effect is touching -- in a John Carpenter sort of way. Or maybe Robert Rodriguez. But there would need to be more red. Lots more red.
While I am enjoying the sleep of the just, I will let the rest of you talk amongst yourselves.
There has to be a story here somewhere. Artists are not mute.
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