Tuesday, February 21, 2012

colombian street art

i wandered in the botero museum not knowing what a botero was, the front of the open air gallery was filled with picassos, renoirs, degas´ which i found boring and too abstract. then i come to find out that fernando botero is a colombian artist and i had seen his work before. on these full floor to ceiling paintings he makes these funny relatable scenes of ¨fat people¨ unlike the picassos, his work was instantly funny and expressive.

botero museum

since i arrived ive been impressed by the street graffitti further proves my point that colombians are a most expressive people. we think that art is a luxury of the ¨developed¨ world but perhaps all the strife and hardship produces an urge to express the repressed emotions of the whole or color a drab world or maybe they just like to doodle on walls. or maybe im too old to understand.










my walking tour of dysentry continued with a cup of guanabana or soursop. from a lukewarm bowl on a street cart. they serve you a cup of slimy eye boogers with green bean sized seeds. delicious!!


at the park where ive been playing basketball they serve a pile a crazy fruit salad; papaya, pineapple, strawberry, mango, plums with fresh creme and unsalted cheese. im always amazed by the amount of fresh fruit eaten.

salt roasted fava beans. i really like this photo. i think the girl was feeling my vibe.


bogota is a hip, modern city on a budget. we went out to a posh crepe and waffle place


i had heard that on sundays there are bullfights in jan and feb. while walking down the street i stumbled across this group of protestors, but didnt make then connection until i also saw well-dressed yuppies streaming pass. outside the arena the young protestors sang and harrassed the spectators. i thought about going but decided against it.

the next day we walked into the arena while they cleaned up. the skid mark through the center is where they dragged the dead bull.


later we decided to just eat the bull instead. we ordered the bandeja paisa; rice and beans avocado, egg, fried pork skin and blood sausage. my american friend got the parrillada (grill mix) sausage, intestine, udder, some strange cut of meat, yucca, potato. he didnt finish her intestines or udder

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