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Waiting for Heads

If you enjoy this story, please consider supporting Vela on Kickstarter! We thank you infinitely for your support. I read eyes and gestures, scars and tattoos. I read gathering films of sweat, fleeting looks, the shift of weight and the movement of eyelashes. I live for that moment before the photo is taken, the one when I am on the street in Mexico City, surrounded ... [Continue Reading]

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Love in los tiempos del Spanglish

  If you enjoy this story, please consider supporting Vela on Kickstarter! We thank you infinitely for your support. When I first met el Gordo – antes de que lo llamara el Gordo, cuando todavía era Jorge – we spoke puro español. He had a mop of pelo negro, casi chino, a lion’s mane embracing a sweet, round cara de inocencia. Pero en sus ojos había ... [Continue Reading]

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The Lifecycle of Butterflies

In Michoacán, the migrating mariposas appear with November, as if trailing the marigolds trucked in for Day of the Dead. They come by the fragile millions, fluttering a few thousand miles from el norte to the transvolcanic range of their own origin. As such, the monarcas are seen to symbolize the annual returning of souls, they are the mascot of the local soccer club, and ... [Continue Reading]

Estrellita changing clothes backstage at the circus. Mexico 2006.

The View from Below

"Maybe we could understand that there is space for everyone, and that no one has more rights to citizenship than anyone else." -- Ryszard Kapuscinski The View from Below is a series of images that interprets the relationship between a group of dwarf men and women in space. The view from below is not the same as that from above; to be different determines one's ... [Continue Reading]

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My Own Mexican Revolution

I was walking back from the grocery store, loaded down with bags, when a man came up the sidewalk. I looked down and away. He leaned towards me and whispered, “F**k me.” The insistent pressure exploded. I lost it. “F**k YOU!” I shouted, and then continued, calling him a dog, a monkey, an animal, a barbarian, and any other disagreeable creature I could think of ... [Continue Reading]

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Documentary: If Images Could Fill Our Empty Spaces

Alice Driver, one of Vela's staff writers, recently completed her first documentary, If Images Could Fill Our Empty Spaces. The film explores the complicated relationship between violence and photography in Ciudad Juárez, Mexico. Watch it below, and then read an interview with Alice about making the film. Inhabiting the Lives of Others: An Interview with Alice ... [Continue Reading]

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Fire Ants

  *Selected by Paul Theroux as a notable essay in The Best American Travel Writing 2014 In those first months living in El Salvador, had I walked down a village street and seen young men leaning against gaping doorframes, their eyes steady upon me, I would have read the wrong story. Then, I could barely speak, let alone interpret what signs I might have seen: a ... [Continue Reading]

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Deep Light

Deep Light is a photo essay showing a fragment of the life of the blind in an oneiric space: water, origin of life, representation of the infinite. Here, the blind submerge themselves and strengthen their senses; here their supposed lack disappears, and they are free. Encountering this part of their world revealed several dimensions I identified with emotionally. I ... [Continue Reading]

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Oaxaqueando

In Spanish, almost any noun can be fashioned into a verb by applying the suffix -eando. Sabadeando: Saturdaying. Domingueando: Sundaying. You're not just going to the park on Sunday, or eating day-old chicharrines and watching fútbol hungover on your couch, you're domingueando. You're embodying the essence of the day. In this collection of street photos, photographer ... [Continue Reading]

Miacol, a young man at the migrant shelter Hermanos en el Camino, passes time awaiting the train north. He is 17 years old. Along with hundreds of other Central American migrants, he will climb to the roof of the train in hopes of reaching the border of Mexico and the United States. His skateboard is his prized possession.

Objects of the Journey

“What else can I do,” a 17-year-old Guatemalan migrant named Juan asked photographer Nikhol Esterás, “work on the streets?” The boy's grandmother had recently died, and without any remaining family or the prospect of work, he headed north on the train dubbed "la bestia"–the beast–from the southern Mexican state of Chiapas to the U.S.-Mexico border, in search ... [Continue Reading]