Tonight was the 20th anniversary of the All Souls Procession, an event Tucson should really be proud of; it was packed, of course, probably more so because of Calexico playing at the Rialto at the end. I wish I’d spent some time making a puppet and walking in the procession, or at that I at least had some face paint on: it’s fun to be disguised, after all. If my back wasn’t bothering me, I would’ve stayed out late for the final inferno and great music.
Thank you to all particpants in the parade; I really appreciated seeing such a genuine expressions of creativity and heart-felt sentiment from everyone there.
Here are some shots before the parade got started, in the staging area at University/4th Ave. as folks were getting ready: that bell skull-guy is holding, by the way, really gets the mood going:
I briefly talked to the guy above on the bicycle; he said he thought he was crazy, and, I had to agree with him. But what a great effort!
Of course, the fiddler caught my eye:
There were lots of great puppets, but I only got photos of a few of them:
Once the parade started, both the now-defunct Tucson Citizen walked by, as did the Public Library: the parade is, after all, largely about what we’ve lost, or are actively losing:
Finally, I considered myself lucky to get at least a partial shot of the parade’s “totem” this year, the moth: it wasn’t an easy shot in the dark, and it was all by itself flying over the parade: