Blog about living in Mexico by Photographer Erin Parker

Ever dream of selling everything & moving to Mexico? I did it and these are the stories.

Lovey Love Loverson

Another contest entered today. You can't win if you don't play. 

I was sick; so sick that I got sick of myself and self doubt triumphed over precariously balanced self confidence. Right this minute, I'm better with the where-with-all to refocus. And that feels so good. 

I worked a wedding this weekend that also really felt good. The couple was pleasant and the guests were interesting. The location was new and the weather: ideal which matters cause it's different here. Like moving to the high desert in January from the midwest via New England different. I met a man who lives on small island on BC's Sunshine Coast and swapped Swahili pleasantries. I met a war photographer and talked phot-oj using names that I associate with images - the heart-stoppers, the defining ones. 

I shot after the photographer left. I shot breathing easy and dancing. Oh god how music makes a difference. 

It was Valentine's Day. My sweetie gave me a card. He's a writer. He writes to me and that's better than sunshine. Being in love and at a celebration of love getting to do the thing I love with music I love is something that is so easy to love.