“Why was I given these hands full of color? - Carlos Monsivaís Color is everywhere in Mexico. Street and market, food and dress, home and garden are suffused with it. Green of cactus, lime, cornstalk. Red of tomato, watermelon, bullfighter’s cape. Yellow of corn,
Oh, this made my morning. I love color, love the colors of food, the colors of emotion, and I am sending this to someone who has just moved to Mexico City and will understand this so well and no doubt see the city with new eyes. A beautiful piece, your books are great, but these personal essays are off the charts and this one outstanding. I look outside and see the world anew...gracias.
You have perfectly captured the magic and miracle of the colors of Mexico. It is what first captured me so deeply on my very first visit. How could a world of such colors exist, I asked myself. And why had I never truly seen color before landing here. Thank you for putting my heart on the page.
Oh, this made my morning. I love color, love the colors of food, the colors of emotion, and I am sending this to someone who has just moved to Mexico City and will understand this so well and no doubt see the city with new eyes. A beautiful piece, your books are great, but these personal essays are off the charts and this one outstanding. I look outside and see the world anew...gracias.
Thanks so much, Suzanne. Warms my heart.
Tony,
You have perfectly captured the magic and miracle of the colors of Mexico. It is what first captured me so deeply on my very first visit. How could a world of such colors exist, I asked myself. And why had I never truly seen color before landing here. Thank you for putting my heart on the page.
Donna
Thank you, Donna. Un abrazo...