Legend has it that…

She bid her love farewell, He departed on a ship on the wharf of San Blas. He swore that he would return, and soaked in tears, she swore that she would wait. Thousands of moons passed away and she was always on the dock, waiting Many afternoons nested themselves, they nested themselves in her hair and in her lips. She always wore the same dress so that should he return, he would not mistake her. The crabs bit at her clothing, her misery, and her illusion. Time then slipped away and her eyes filled with sunrises. With the sea she became enamored and then her body took root on the wharf.

Her hair bleached white, but no ship came that returned her love and in the village, they called her the Madwoman of the Wharf of San Blas. And one afternoon in April they attempted to take her to the asylum but no one could tear her away and from the sea nevermore did they separate her.

These are lyrics from one of the most notable songs from Mana called Muelle De San Blas. This song was very popular in the early 90s and its lyrics stuck with me for years. It’s so sad and tragically romantic. She loved him so much that she waited for him, forever. This was the inspiration behind this photo shoot.

Stories are created and told through my lens.

-Amanda Smith