Oct 21, 2019 | Observations by Marcos Dorado
You might know that Immigrant Me was a solo exhibit at the Fresno Art Museum, January – June 2018 (above photo). It featured 25 hand-drawn portraits, each with a short biography of the person. I aimed to share the positive side of immigration and I feel great...
Oct 9, 2019 | Observations by Marcos Dorado
This week, I bring you a different kind of story. This one deals with the tragic side of immigration, focusing on the border with Mexico. While I prefer to focus on stories of success, it’s also important to be aware that some who attempt to find a better life...
Sep 24, 2019 | Immigrant Stories
“Are we in the United States, now?” “Keep running!” My dad urged me, in Spanish. We were crossing the widest road that I had ever seen. This one had multiple lanes and cars zoomed faster than in any at my home town. In the grassy divide of the freeway, we waited for a...
Sep 16, 2019 | Immigrant Stories
Javier Patiño was born in Sanger, California. So, how is he an immigrant? Well, this brings up interesting element about immigration. While he was infant, his parents returned to their native Mexico. They settled in Morelia, the capital of Michoacán, where they...
Sep 9, 2019 | Immigrant Stories
The San Joaquín Valley is a flat land, in the middle of California. Almond, pistachio and orange orchards as well as vineyards and melon, onion and tomato fields sprawl across the landscape. The 99 is an asphalt artery, stretching almost the entire length of valley,...
Aug 26, 2019 | Uncategorized
“You’re no longer Mexican; you are pocho,” asserted Antonio in Spanish. He was a family friend who had also recently immigrated. Antonio had asked me if I was learning English. Proudly, I said yes, and added that I knew my numbers up to 100, colors,...
Aug 19, 2019 | Uncategorized
At first, America was a puzzle. I had to figure it out and find a way to fit myself into it. The pieces were made up of various aspects of life: language, customs, friendships. Because I spoke no words in English, I could not grasp where to start. So, at school, I...
Aug 12, 2019 | Immigrant Stories
Life In MexicoI thought I’d start with full disclosure about myself, given that I’m featuring immigrants. I was born in Mexico. My family and I, left Totatiche, Jalisco, in 1974 when I was five. We crossed the border at Tijuana, in late February. Two days later, we...
Aug 8, 2019 | Uncategorized
This coming Monday, I’ll share the story of my life in Mexico and how I crossed into the US, illegally.
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