Even so, they rattle me, so to speak, deep down to my core. Something feels off for a long time after.
Chef Rafa and I were walking home from the Tuesday local market, consisting of exactly five small tables set up outside the municipal building. Each table a separate little shop: wares: fruits & veggies, butcher, dairy and tortillas, embroiderry stuff, an atole and churros stand.
We heard the earthquake sirens in the distance. They rang from the next village over, down the mountain, alerting to seismic activity off Oaxaca’s coast.
I saw the electrical wires shaking even before the road started rippling under my feet. Wavy and choppy at the same time. Nauseating. The telephone poles lurching sideways. I can’t walk, just trying to stay upright. The neighborhood dogs all howling together, then quiet.
It was a balm to experience chaos with another human being and not alone. Consolation prize. I’ll take it.
This portrait is from the series, 100 Portraits in 100 Days: A Quarantine Diary.
What began as a creative challenge to focus my energies during the first weeks of solo quarantine in March 2020, evolved into a diary of my experience.
These small, original portraits are painted on top pages cut and upcycled from my sketchbooks.
Materials: Acrylic, Ink, Wax, Graphite on Paper
Size: 5 X 7 Inches (13 x 18 CM)
This is a signed and authenticated original painting by Lisa Sonora.