Callejon del chorro, núm. 1

It is only another somewhat interesting door at first glance. However, it illustrates something about the adventure of photographing old architecture here. I am in a Chatty Cathy mood, but I shall try to be brief.

As you look at this photo, I think it is clear that the door has nothing to do with the red building to the rear. It is in fact the entrance to the white building on the left, a residence in the oldest part of town, El Chorro. But how do you go from the door into the building? The door appears to be simply hanging on the corner of the building.

The photo is a bit disorienting in that regard. I can only say that if you were standing where I was, it is just as disorienting. I cannot determine how it works architecturally. To do so I would have to climb over the wall to right, drop down into these folks’ property, go to the back, and look. This is not a good thing to do in Mexico for several reasons. To be a bit disoriented when looking at photographs of aspects or details of these old buildings is not an uncommon phenomenon.

The photo that I posted yesterday is also disorienting, but in that case it is because of the colors, that deep blue and deep, deep brown, which I did not saturate at all. Again, it is disorienting in the flesh, too. There are places where the colors and the architectural features work together to create a truly disorienting effect visually. A photo of it becomes an abstract.

Some people do not like the sensation of disorientation at all when they look at photos and paintings, even if it is only temporary. Others take delight in it. I believe that says a great deal about two different personality types. I just do not know exactly what it says about those two types.

That will have to pass for my inspirational thought of the day.

One other thing that amuses me. (I am easily amused. It is a blessing.) Crude spot paint jobs of the sort on the left and the right, particularly like that on the right wall, are also a common phenomenon. Someone used a spray can of paint to paint out some gang symbols on the right that had themselves been applied with a spray can of paint. When that sort of thing is in a photo that you have taken, it puts you into a quandary. You are tempted to completely repaint the wall in Photoshop lest someone think that this is itself some crude work by you in Photoshop.  Some photographers here spend an enormous amount of time repainting walls with a computer because the young people with spray cans are very busy around here. This city is not nearly as scrubbed up as it appears to be in many professional level photos of it that you see.

More about that and the ubiquitous, suspended electrical wires, television cables, telephone wires and their shadows some other time.

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