We were painting in an area near an old church, when suddenly a funeral procession came by. I was attending a painting workshop near the mountain colonial town of Patzcuaro in western Mexico.
The coffin, born by six burly men, apparently contained someone of some local stature. For the procession was large and accompanied by a band of some fourteen Mariachi musicians.
As the crowd started into the church, the musicians arranged themselves along the path beside the entrance, and played to the gathering morners.
Each player was probably a local shopkeeper or worker in the small town. Each had probably taken time off to honor the dead person.
I have always enjoyed developing paintings with a musical theme. This painting, named Mariachi, is loosely based upon several photographs I took years ago while at that workshop.
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