Guatemala – Day 9

The procession.

The procession.

The group with me

The group with me

We saw the procession on our way to dinner. It is a very festive environment although solemn as well. The rythmn at which they take their steps rocks the platform forward and back. It seems to evoke a sadness about it. The men wear purple gowns and cloaks. The procession walks over flower carpets hand made by patrons along the way.

The group with Jz.

The group with Jz.

Dinner was fun and delightful with the house magician coming to our table to do card tricks while we waited for our dinner.

 

As the sun began to set over the Antigua sky, I felt contentment to have had the opportunity to visit, paint, and share with a fantastic group of artists a city that preserves the magic of colonial times, its culture, and its friendly people.

 

The sun sets in Antigua.

The sun sets in Antigua.

 

 

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About The Artist

Houston, Texas A classical artist and writer that delves in sustainability issues and natural health practices.
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