The day began with trepidation, excitement and a mild 78 degree breeze here in Coconut Grove.
If you put your ear to any tree (preferably coconut) in Miami Dade, you might hear the stirrings of a band member wirelessly dialed to a mobile amp, a princess or a wall street pot or tunity lurking in his head on wheels. Smiles and flip flop flipping, too, were coming to a confluence, the best $3 hamburger cookers lighting up, kids of all ages from all over glomming into the Grove for this year's annual running of the mildly fractured Mango Strut.
The various paradeers, announcers and security officiants (or are they paradeers, too? I mean, what if there's a stick up at Moe's Bar and one of these fonay security people is called upon to shoot back... with a cardboard gun?? I felt insecure in the fog of security these days in which we live).
But 5 mpix in hand, I used the phone- armed with Hipstamatic's Libatique lens and Salvador film- with periodic false caller dialing in to give the portrait poacher iPhone 4 a more realistic look and sound to the unwary subjects close up and familiar with cloistering humans cell phone jammed in their ear.
Herein is a look at how the politically incorrect and mostly irreverent and comedic Mango Strut looked to be seen by us, the Public of Coconut Grove and points afar and away...
~Happy New Year~
Wick Beavers Photographer
