it’s the middle of fall when i write this now, and those days are quite a few months away. and short of it being kind of unseasonably warm, it always gets a little sort of… wistful or some whiny crap. when i look over any of my pics of the bazaar.
but it’s also great to think that i’ve made it here this long. something about all this – being able to support myself, to keep it all together out here – always seemed so far off. and now? somehow i’ve been out here long enough to have full on traditions.
that’s more than just kind of making it somewhere. i think, anyway.
so anyway, yeah: about a decade of the dance africa bazaar. hope you like the pics and i hope to see you there next year.
