Mexico

Accompanying a medical mission trip, I savored the opportunity to document what existed on the fringes of the job. As an American, my perspective of Mexico up to this point revolved around beach towns and big cities. But up in the mountains with pastors and dentists, I was presented with another perspective entirely. Turns out the best eloté is in foggy mountain Mexico. I found the people to be open and kind — and the kids the same as they are anywhere: sweet, curious, annoying. There is earnestness in the gaze of these people; content in their poverty and perhaps dreaming of something immaterial.