The only moment to don’t keep our feet from the ground is when we dance.
Children members of the traditional dance group “Lla lnhi” performing Cuerudos.
Oaxaca city, Mexico. November 2018.
Two dancers performin Cuerudos traditional dance, and a tubist from the Yalalaltecos Unidos band, based in Mexico city.
Over religious celebrations different dancers groups performed traditional dances.
October, Mexico City, 2018.
My cousins Jorge and Rene Fabian at the San Juan Celebration in Yalalag neighborhood in Oaxaca city, June 2018.
My cousins Jorge and Rene Fabian move back to Oaxaca city from Mexico city, around 5 years ago. They were rised at our community based there, as soon they arrived in Oaxaca city they integrated to our community living here.
Women making tortillas. During the fandango (traditional wedding ceremony) everyone contributes and helps to make the celebration possible.
Yalalag, Oaxaca, Mexico. February 2017.
Traditional houses in Yalalag keep their smoke kitchen, a place where our most ancestral recepies are recreated. Beans, corn, zuchinni, tomatos, chillies and quelites are part of our native diet. Our practices survive, even with the insertion of “new” food or cooking practices.
Yalalag, Oaxaca, México. January 2018
My dad and I went to visit our auntie Aurora last July, she is his godmother. We didn’t know that would be the last time we would see her. Rest in peace dear granny.
Yalalag, México. 2019. Mexico
Communal time. The sound of the wood on fire and the smoke always accompanies the laughs and good moments that women share while they are cooking, making our festivities possible. Working together is our style of life, sadly transformed in the last months.
Yalalag, Mexico. 2020 Mexico
Prisciliano Celis, in charge of the fireworks. He’s rol is to announce the calenda or procession comming thru the streets. Cuautepec, CDMX. October, 2018