After a long journey – via Atlanta we
arrived at Santiago airport. The place was packed and we nervously went through
passport control and customs unsure what to expect on the other side. I always worry about them checking my case
and the surreal contents they will find. Also taking large amounts of printed
tiles in your case usually gets noticed.
This time the American authorities had broken off my lock and checked
the entire contents – but at least it did arrived safely in Chile. And minus a bag of smoked almonds (taken from
us by border control) we finally came through the packed arrival gate.
How wonderful to be greeted by a cheering
group of fellow Chilean mosaic artists waving posters and flags. Isidora was
there to put paper flower garlands around our heads and make us feel like we were
arriving to some exotic, magical distant shore.
Here we stayed to help welcome each influx of artists as they
arrived. The group getting bigger and the
cheering getting louder as each person arrived.
This process was to be repeated for the next couple of days as people
arrived from across the world to descend on
Puente Alto for the “1st
Intervencion Urban Internacional de mosaicos”
As busses took our fellow artists to their
respective homes for the next two weeks, we went with Isidora to see the cabin
we would be calling our home for the next month.
I
can’t begin to explain the breath taking beauty of the area we are staying –
but a few photos should capture a little of its wonder- our own little Frida
Kahlo home – complete with 3 dogs, one cat and a magnificent herb garden
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