Rio Mar, Panama
Guna children. Icandi, Panama.
I snuck some cookies and goldfish to a couple of them and suddenly I found myself surrounded by half the kids in the community Probably the only kids I’ve ever liked. Probably the only kids who’ve ever liked me.
Embera Puru, Panama
Although I’m not a religious catholic, there’s something about the architecture of churches that intrigues me. I feel draw in yet repelled by them. Sometimes I feel compelled to step inside, if just for a moment, but then I shake off the feeling because I know better. Catholicism will never fulfill me the way it fulfills my grandmother, and I almost wish it would.