(Intro from Jamaica I)
I always have a great time in Jamaica.
The musicality of speech, the actual musical presence at all times.
Like Haiti, Panama, and a very rare few other places, the music is a rich addition, if not essential part of the fabric of everyday life in Jamaica.
It’s not really photographic, it’s on and in the air, but I think it adds an element of joy, aware or unaware, to the texture of life there.
People are sometimes reserved, but then they smile and it’s a whole new ballgame. I’ve tried to show that in a few images.
There’s a man named “Tiger” in here. He and I got to talking about karate, which we both did. As we chatted I asked if they did fingertip pushups, which I showed him. He said, “We do them a differently,” and proceeded to do ten very quickly, but on his thumbs only.
Jamaica is full of surprises like that.
