Friday, October 21, 2005
It Was a Parade, You See
...a parade of large Ganeshas on carts surrounded by entourages of hooting young men. When the parade passed we turned to this nice statue of Gandhi on the coast; it's providing good shade for some children.
Pondicherry is a beautiful and interesting town. As a French colony it is full of Frenchies in Western dress and Indians who seem to have resisted the urge to cross-pollinate, at least dress-wise: The natives seem all to be in their traditional dhotis and saris. The signs are in French, English, and Hindi. I visited once more between workshops, and on that trip I got to eat a baguette.
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Great photos! You can "see" the noise the boys are making in the parade. And the girls have the "pure" facial features you see in ancient statues and other art. It reminds me of the faces of the Egyptians I saw in the remote towns in Egypt--spitting images of the statuary. When are you going to get in the pictures?
Love,
Da'
Love,
Da'
Great chow mein and bhel puri just outside the gate of the Sri Aurobindo hostel. I miss pondi.
I hope that all is well and your art-therapizing is off the chain. Have you been to Auroville?
Don't bring any drinks into the Matra Mandir. they'd be really pissed if you spilled your thumbs up on the white carpet.
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I hope that all is well and your art-therapizing is off the chain. Have you been to Auroville?
Don't bring any drinks into the Matra Mandir. they'd be really pissed if you spilled your thumbs up on the white carpet.
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