Evidence of the 2017 Earthquake

We visited CDMX a few short months after a 7.1 earthquake that rocked the city and killed hundreds. Amazingly, there was very little evidence of the quake by the time we got there. Here and there, however, there were little hints, like this one:

A Trip to the Museum of Anthropology

We have been to museums on 5 continents and all across the United States and The Museum of Anthropology in Mexico City is among our most favorite. The museum is divided into wings that tell cohesive narratives of Mexico, ranging from pre-Colombus to modern times, all of which are beautifully curated in both English and Spanish. Even the architecture, like the structural column below, is striking.

Here are a few of our favorite things that we saw while there:

This is the Figurilla Zohapilco, a 5,000 year old fertility figurine and the oldest mesoamerican ceramic figure ever found. It broke my heart to see that most every one walked directly past her without a second glance.

 

This Dintel from 600-800 BCE is a hieroglyphic telling of the Yaxchilan dynasty. It features the heads of deities and animals, including the monkey, who represents the sun. It’s really hard to interpret for the likes of us but perhaps you’ll have better luck.

 

This is a monolith of Chalchiuhtlicue, consort/analog to the god Tlaloc. She is the goddess of horizontal waters: lakes, lagoons, and rivers. Found in front of the Pyramid of the Moon, Teotihuacan, from 300-800 BCE.

 

Chac-Mool is a messenger between man and the gods, ready to receive offerings of food or blood in his abdominal cavity.

 

Disclaimer: this is a recreation. In the back yard of the museum, they have built beautiful replicas of remote tombs and temples from around the country. This has inspired us to plan another trip to the Yucatan asap.

 

Totonaca, old man god of fire. 150-650 BCE, Veracruz.

 

Beautiful, nearly 3000 year old book.

 

Josh with a water deity monolith from the Teotihuacan culture, 100-850 BCE.

 

Nicole in front of a tomb decoration from the Teotihuacan culture.

 

Tomb sculpture from the Teotihuacan culture.

 

Trip Highlight: The Bogota Graffiti Tour

Growing up, we were taught that graffiti is bad. Tagging was destruction of property, writing was low-class, anything spray painted was done by vandals. The Bogota Graffiti Tour turned that worldview upside down.

Our tour guide, Jeff, is an anthropology professor at the National University of Colombia and he gave an amazing, free, 3-hour tour of the local street art. He was personally connected to many artists in the Bogota graffiti community and was able to tell us the background and stories behind many of the works we saw. His definition of Graffiti is: a public work of private expression, legal or illegal, which may be political, personal, or fun in nature. We could not recommend this tour highly enough.

I’d like to start with one of my favorite artists on the tour: Lili Cuca. According to Lili, learning to paint graffiti was one of the best things that she ever did. You see, Bogota is not a particularly safe place for women at night. This is also when most graffiti is painted and because of that, there aren’t many female graffiti artists. When Lili was encouraged to learn to paint, she started bringing her brothers as body guards or only painting in large groups. Eventually, she got more and more comfortable with her ability to take care of herself on the street. She described the experience as empowering. I thought her artwork was, too.

 

One of my favorites by Lili Cuca.

 

One of the best moments on the tour was when we stopped here to take a look at this pig cop piece and Jeff told us a story about a police-run prostitution ring directly in front of this policeman. It turns out most police officers don’t speak English in Bogota.

 

Art and muse.

 

One really neat aspect of the graffiti culture is collectives, which is a group of artists who join together to paint particularly large works under a single name. This work was done by the APC (Animal Power Culture or Animal Power Collective), and featured over 30 distinct artists. It was done with permission of the owner of the cat-themed coffee shop.

 

We loved how this piece incorporated the light pole, which was about 6 feet in front of the wall. If anyone reading this remembers the name of this technique, please send us a message!

 

DJ Lu primarily does stencils and paste ups of portraits of real people from the streets of the city, combined with imagery of war and everyday objects. This piece shows a juice seller, in front of pineapple grenades stencils, a reference to the violence surrounding western fruit import.

 

In Purple: “I give you oxygen and what do you give me?” In black: “You killed a tree to write this bullshit?”

 

We weren’t particularly impressed by this mural, but do you recognize the raft? This is a portrayal of the Muisca ceremony mentioned in our article on the gold museum, and depicted in a fabulous gold work from that collection. The tag in the middle of this mural is out of character, painted by a “hooligan”. (Technical term). Most taggers are also graffiti artists and respect the work of their peers. Because of that, the most effective way to make sure a tagger doesn’t write on your property is by allowing a mural artist to paint something there.

 

Lake Guatavita

 

This was my favorite piece of graffiti writing on the tour. Our guide explained to us that, generally speaking, the more difficult it is to read the letters, the higher-quality the writing. This one was almost illegible when we were standing up next to the wall. Do you see it? (If you look closely, you can make out the word “Cielo”, the name of the artist’s daughter; this piece is a tribute to her.)

 

Stinkfish has a very distinctive style of decorating faces with these sunburst-like patterns. Interestingly, we saw him on our Google Chromecast street art feed recently and were instantly able to recognize his work.

 

Bastardilla paints depictions of rural poverty that are primarily sad and dark with glimmers of hope. She painted this one from the ground using extending paint rollers.

 

The Evolution of the Indigenous people. Another work by the APC.
Rodez is a fine arts professor at the local University and father to two young artists. After watching his boys grow up with so much artistic talent, he was heartbroken when they started wasting it on painting graffiti. Eventually, one of them invited him to paint and he went along to see what street art is all about. Rodez was immediately hooked and has been painting graffiti ever since. He created this piece to decorate the wall of a salon in the heart of Candelaria with one of his students.

 

This next piece was a little heartbreaking. It features a capitalist, carried on the back of an indigenous man, who is clinging to nature in hopes of escape and freedom.

 

The other side of this mural depicted a mining company, vulture miner, and deluded capitalist.

 

On a more lighthearted note, this beautiful lion was commissioned by a local restaurant.

 

The artist who painted this knocked on the door of a stranger’s house and asked the owner of the property if he would mind if he painted his garage. The owner asked him what he wanted to paint, and he showed him a photo of a young boy at a protest for clean water. The owner said “Yes, please paint it as soon as possible. I am so sick of taggers.”

 

We have so many more photos of graffiti from this tour but these were a few of our favorites. Again, we couldn’t recommend the Bogota Graffiti Tour highly enough.

The Gold Museum: A Very Shiny Place

The gold museum in Bogota was one of the shinier places we’ve ever been. It contained 55,000 artifacts from the surrounding countryside, almost all of which was gold. Overall, the museum had nice artifacts but only medium-quality curation. It didn’t change our lives or world views. But it was worth a visit.

 

Impressive ceremonial dress. Those ear gauges looked seriously painful. And Nicole complains about high heels!? The traditional dedication to physical appearance was extreme. Interestingly, this seems to have persisted, even now in the common era. Colombia has a high rate of cosmetic surgery and even the prostitutes we saw in the red light district had been physically enhanced in several ways. Anyway. Back to gold.

 

You’ve probably heard the words “El Dorado”, but do you know the story? Legend has it, each time a new leader of the Muisca people came into power, he would cover himself in gold flecks throw gold and precious jewels into lake Guatavita, a nearby body of water as an offering. When the Spaniards came, they called the figure “El Dorado”, or the golden one. Over time, El Dorado shifted in meaning to refer to a source of great wealth in the interior of South America. Crazy with gold fever, the Spaniards attempted to drain Lake Guatavita in 1545. They did not, however, find their fabulous treasure.

 

Nicole admires Muisca breastplates, some of which were made for women leaders.

 

Amazing earrings.

 

I unfortunately can’t remember what this sacrificial burial exhibit said, but it was pleasantly spooky.

 

This last one is kind of strange. I’m pretty sure they just had more gold than they knew what to do with, so they created this wall of gold things and added sounds and lights to make it interesting.

Paloquemao Market

One of our favorite things to do in any new country is to visit a local market. Paloquemao, a gigantic, pungent, colorful, bountiful market in the middle of Bogota, did not disappoint. There were pyramids of fruit, flowers, herbs, teas, dry goods, eggs, meats, supplements, home goods, and everything you could need. No price tags, no shopping carts, just bartering for what you could carry out in your hands. It was magnificent.

 

Potatoes and root vegetables in the Andes are incredibly varied. In the US, we see maybe 6 varieties of potatoes on a regular basis. There, there are literally 4,000 different varieties. I couldn’t tell you what kind these are, but they’re sure colorful.

 

Purple garlic, (for mom), and stubby carrots.

 

Mangosteen!

 

Unexpected find… in case you’re wondering, this does not have a smell.

 

Pretty flowers (for Joanna).

 

A type of guanabana or soursop! I love this fruit and it is so difficult to get it in the US.

 

Monseratte

The monastery-topped mountain Monseratte looms over the East horizon of Bogota. A teleferique and train run to the top to deliver tourists to the 10,000 foot peak with beautiful views of the city. We scurried up to the top on a rainy afternoon, successfully dodging both crowds and raindrops.

The monastery.

 

Spectacular rainstorm and views of the city.

 

Familiar faces.

 

The isolated showers were stunning.

 

As was this quaint mountain cottage.

 

The cloud forest in the Andes is known for many varied species of hummingbirds, like this little guy who joined us on the mountain.