Goodbye Granada October 1 , 2016

 

 

At night, streets in Granada take a different character.

Familiar places look different and different places become familiar.

Granada is about to become past tense, about to become another disappearing city in the rear view mirror.  

This evening the cities poor people come out of their houses and rock in wicker chairs on their front porches. Country people are cooking tortillas on front yard fireplaces and tending to the chickens, goats and pigs that sustain them through hundreds of years of political upheavals from domestic as well as foreign instigators.

This trip winds to an end but as long as reasons to go outweigh reasons to stay home, Scotttreks postcards will keep telling their small quiet stories.

Nicaragua, a place I wasn’t certain I wanted to see, has been a surprise.

Making  new places your friend is an endearing part of traveling.

There is a bit of Columbus in all of us once we let ourselves sail, accept that we can be wrong, allow new things to season us.

One trip to a place, however, doesn’t make you an expert.

This country, like most others, bristles with undercurrents that can take you down and never let you come back up for air.

 

 

 

Nicaragua Primitive Art Solentiname

 

 

There are only three countries in the world that have a primitive art movement. One is in Haiti, another is in Yugoslavia, the last is in Nicaragua.

In the southern part of Nicaragua are a group of 26 islands in a province called Solentiname. A Catholic priest arriving there many years ago noticed locals painting on gourds and helped them move their inspirations to canvas. Local artists continue to paint and earn livings from this stylistic folk art.

This room, at the San Francisco Convent Museo in Granada, is dedicated to the Nicaraguan primitive art movement that celebrates nature, community,order, and color.

The works and artists, though different, all belong in this room. They work within a style that is larger than they are, an ocean that supports their boats.

It is like the Garden of Eden calling you home.

The intensity of the artist’s focus is like the eyes of a tiger watching you from inside it’s cage.

 

 

 

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