I am completely ruined. After having spent so much time around rich, intense colors, textures, idiosyncrasies, how could I ever live again in places with muted colors, muted lifestyles, where everything is the same old, same old.
How could I? How could you?
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Yes, how could you indeed?
You sound like me asking myself if I could live outside the bustling, busy, dirty and crazy Metro Manila.
I just adore these colors and patterns! And the baby sling (my sister got a Guatemalan sling when her kids were still babies) and the cute-sie baby who posed for you! 😉
What a darling photo of the child in the sling! The women’s clothes are so vibrant, colorful, cheerful! Bravo!
I know what you mean. Every time I return from Guatemala, I get very depressed when I go to the grocery store and everything is just white. No color, nothing, and no one barely speaks; everyone just shuffles along, trying to get home and get through their day. 🙁
The colors and textures are definitely vibrant…Was the woman whose hand is cupped over her ear talking on a phone? If so, what a wonderful photo to capture the juxtaposition of technologies (weaving and cell phones).
@Stephanie, yes, she was talking on the phone.
This photo is perfect for what I was trying to explain in a meeting today! I am glad that I recommended a visit to this page.
I am so used to colors that when I moved 6 months ago, the first thing I did to the new house was paint some walls, before the cargo arrived.
Very nice capture of the moment !
Who says I’m ‘living’? Ja-ja-ja.
I hear you, Rudy. This time of year in Boston, everything is grey, brown, or a funny brown-grey from all the salt put on the icy roads. What I wouldn’t give for a few doblados and a Moza in the land of the volcanoes right about now. What do you think – how much longer will I be able to stay away?