A Simple Life – Panama’s Guaymi Indians

We are working with Latin America ChildCare creating images they can use to promote their efforts to bring education and a chance to escape the poverty cycle among the impoverished.  The Guaymi Indians live in the mountainous region of Northern Panama.  It is a long, rough trek to reach their area.  There is no electricity in this particular village and they live in houses made from local vegetation or a few scraps of tin.  They like brightly colored clothes and are shy but friendly people.  The school was started in 2008 and the concrete block building was constructed by teams of volunteers from US churches.  Individuals from the US may choose to send money on a monthly basis to support a child to attend the school.

Guaymi Indians, Panama, Latin America ChildCareJOS55034JOS54886JOS54855She has cooked up a very large pot of beans and rice to serve the students for lunch.

JOS54847Their houses are nestled among the trees and are hard to see clearly.JOS54849


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Mary Jo Allen

I've been a professional photographer for 30+ years. My degree is in microbiology and I did research work in that field for 3 years which sounds glamourous and exciting but in reality I found it to be repetitive and uninspiring. It does explain my interest in the tiny world and my desire to understand how things work. I've always said I could be a professional student as I love to learn new things and photography certainly does provide that opportunity. Even after all these years I continue to learn new things every day. I find photography to be the perfect blend of science and art. Most recently, some of my favorite work has been in the area of macro photography, especially the beautiful world of flowers. I'm looking for not only the documentary recording of what a flower looks like, but also taking a closer look and finding ways of expressing a more artistic and abstract view using color, curves, lines, lighting and softness to create interesting compositions. I love finding beauty in simplicity: just the edge of a rose petal, the sensuous curve hidden inside a flower, the way the morning dew clings and shimmers in the sunrise, a synthesis of color, light and softness, blending the magnificent with the minute; these are the things that make my soul sing a soaring melody of thanks to the Creator.

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