I manage not to fall but the Balinese women start laughing when they see me. I am asked to sit down; there are mats on the ground. We start talking, a bit of English and Indonesian. It is very colorful, my eyes are not big enough to take everything in, it is so inspiring. There are flowers and offerings everywhere. In front of me there is a priest, dressed all in white. There will be a ceremony this morning and another in the afternoon. What a chance to be here!
Wedding and offerings | 20.12.1998 | Bali
Carnets de voyage de l'artiste peintre
This morning it is a wedding and there are heavy rain showers. Madé lent me an outfit. The car ride goes quite well, we arrive on site, it is a big wedding. I am with Madé and all of a sudden I lose my footing and I slip.
