the hands are an instrument of our mind. – Maria Montessori
Sally- flight attendantSebastian- doctorEmily- sales representativeNatalie- flight attendantRawan- secretaryMiguel- art gallery ownerEnrique- restaurant business ownerHugo- chefEugina- baker, cookMiguel- chauffeurRicardo- waiterMario- chauferGrecia- studentLeo- sales personnelOmar- tour guideMike- sales personnelSuleiman- managerMaryam- professor, activistMimo & Semo- the raison d’etre for the adventure and vacationSheryl- baker, sales personnelFernando- bakerNicolas- sales personnelKamir- sales personnelSteve- sales personnelJannai- hiker, business ownerManuel- hiker, waiter, restaurant workerDoug- waiterDiego- waiter/baristaBryn- museum attendant/guideKatie- managerHeather- yoga instructor & studio ownerJumana- urban plannerDaniel- waiterMichel- consultantAndrew- ice cream serverSitto- teta, home makerJacqueline- student, activistAmelia- ceramist, designerJackie- ice cream serverTy- dancer, educator, activist,Ahimsa- artistBeatrice- waitressLeena- advocate, activistMehdi- studentEric- cookZeinab- researcherRana- musicianStan- retired writerNancy- retiredCathy- sales personelEvan- museum attendantMelissa- artist, educatorHannah- designer, studentJane- clinical psychologistLucy- landscape designer, gardnerPuy- actress, activist, writerJill- flight attendantClaudia- flight attendantFrancois- travel clerk
in the summer of 2015 i recorder the hands of most of the people whom i interacted with and came across over a 6 week period in the US and Mexico.
hands can sometimes mesmerize me. they accomplish so much yet those who do not have any fascinated us by their ability to find alternate ways of achieving what we take for granted on a daily basis. hands are beautiful and telling of many things perhaps.