This business of smiling / Este asunto de sonreir

Mardi Grass Mother & Child

Mardi Gras street party, Av. Francisco de MIranda, Chacaíto, Caracas, Venezuela (1997). (English text follows below). De dónde viene ese antojo de forzar sonrisas cuando uno no está de ánimo de sonreir? Dejen al muchacho tranquilo, por Dios! Hay un tiempo para la jovialidad y otro para lo sombrío. Hay un tiempo para sonreir y otro para la mueca de disgusto. Si tan sólo respetáramos cada momento con lo que trae, capaz que nuestras neurosis serían menos frecuentes. Por lo demás, agradezco a la madre que me permitió -yo, un desconocido total- tomar su fotografía y la de su hijo. Le agradezco que me haya pelado los dientes. Y agradezco al niño que no se haya plegado al afán de la mano anónima (ni a los deseos del fotógrafo). Las fotos de los muchachitos son divertidas, áún caundo ellos no estén en ánimo de sonreir*

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Where does it come from, this drive to force smiles on people who do not feel like smiling? Leave the little guy alone! There is a time to be jovial and a time to be gloomy. There is a time to smile and a time for grimaces. If we could only accept those moments as they come, maybe our neurosis would manifest less frequently. Putting aside all this self-help crap, I need to thank the mom who allowed me (I, a perfectly unknown guy) to take her picture and her son’s. I thank her for showing me her teeth so candidly. And I thank the little guy for not capitulating to the demands of that anonymous hand (or to the photographer’s wishes). Kids’ pictures are fun, even if they are not in the mood to strike a smile*

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Author: Constantino

A Chemical Engineer born and raised in Caracas, Venezuela. He has worked for the oil refining industry in threes countries under different capacities. With photography and writing as hobbies, he has traveled the world (and has still to settle somewhere). Loves movies, Latin Jazz, black coffee and red wine... Kampai!

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