After all these years it’s still not clear why the alberca took this form. We had choices but didn’t entertain but one of them. The stones were available and cheap and they came out of the excavation. There was no designer, engineer, or authority. Like most construction at Casa Mexilio, the pool appeared like a wild and savage vine, growing out of a too much fantasy and a lack of money.
Even the oldest and most historic coffee shop in Merida has fallen to the ‘gentrification’ of our Santiago neighbourhood. The city fathers think that this will pull exiled, and young Meridians from the northern burbs, back to the center. That’s the authorities stated philosophy. Here, in La Viscayena, you must speak to the waiter and your friends in sign language. The music is so loud and the speakers are so Lo Fi. Casa Mexilio would like to offer a different option to a
A program I’d give my bucket list to be a part of. Twice, I’ve been present for a concert performance of the Saint-Saens organ symphony. My friend, Victor Urban, performed it on Mexico City’s monumental National Auditorium organ, one of the world’s largest. Tonight, the small electric organ sufficed, except for the absence of the 16’ and 32’ Bourdon pedal stops which provide an impressive auditory experience -- intergalactic and spiritual. Tonight -- not so intergalactic !
Events take several forms at Casa Mexilio. This event was contrived and designed to repeat a theme in our lives -- that of desiring to live among literate, creative, and eccentric personalities. We understand that Alice was part of a now famous and unique band of like minded characters. They lived in an exciting age, in a romantic and exciting city, and they created the very first modern art gallery in the world. Some of them were creative geniuses, others were their enabl