I met Pablo today in the Boston Commons while he was singing Spanish music. I couldn’t understand what he was singing, but it sounded beautiful. He was such a friendly man. When he saw my camera, Pablo told me that he used to take pictures in the ’60′s back in Mexico City. He had a Nikon film camera. Every time he developed his film, the rolls always unwind to be feet long! Pablo also proudly informed me that he write his own music. He has officially written 75 “melodies”. I didn’t learn all this from his perfect English. He spoke in Spanish 75% of the time, but he was really good at explaining to me by using his hands and some Spanglish. After I put some money in his suite case, I also gave him my Mary Kay hand cream that I was carrying in my purse. I told him that it would help his hands during winter since he’s outside a lot. I also told him that it smells really good. He wasn’t too sure what it was for so I had to show him my ashy and crackling knuckles on my hands and he understood.
Pablo and I said our good-byes and I told him that his music was beautiful.
