The People Of Oaxaca
Part 2 — Of A Series, “Life Cycles In This Vibrant City”
Three generations of women in Oaxaca. A protective grandmother holding her granddaughter, with a watchful eye on her surroundings. A second granddaughter watching her mother, having her graduation portrait made.
All of them wearing pinks and whites, save for grandma’s black skirt. That black skirt is a symbol of the matriarchy. I find it interesting that the only man here is the photographer.
This photo session is taking place in front of Santo Domingo de Guzman. The most revered cathedral in Oaxaca, built in the 16th century. I rarely walk by, when there is not a photoshoot taking place here.
I see children everywhere on the streets of Oaxaca. Tiny infants are always wrapped in soft blankets. Most often with their heads completely covered. It is common to see a grandmother carrying the baby, so mom gets a break, and can attend to the shopping duties.
Young children like these two girls, are left to play, and be kids, always laughing and smiling, knowing a parent or grandparent is keeping a watchful eye. Helicopter parents are an unknown reality…