Surrealist mushroom and Bird of Paradise sculptures near the entrance to Las Pozas I have a generous list of places that I want to visit in my lifetime that I consider to be pilgrimages. These are magical environments that inspire wonder and awe for me. Many are natural, and some are man made. Las Pozas is a combination of both. Las Pozas (The Pools) Inspired and financed by the British millionaire Edward James, Las Pozas is an extravagant surrealist architectural landscape blended in to a tropical paradise in the Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains of southern San Luis Potosi State in Mexico. James inherited an enormous fortune from his father at the age of 25. He claims to have been attracted to the world of surrealism because of the severity of his British upbringing, escaping the confines of society by imagining alternative realities. He studied at Eton and Oxford, published volumes of poetry, and became a patron of surrealist artists, including Salvador Dali and Magritte. Over time he amassed what was considered the largest private collection of surrealist art in the world. Being somewhat disillusioned with British society, James came to the United States and then moved to Los Angeles, which in my experience is not the best place to escape such a predicament. While there he found a guru who chastised his wealth as a barrier to spirituality. Under the encouragement of his cousin, the artist Briget Bate Tichenor and psychiatrist Eric Fromm, he came to Mexico in 1941 in part to search for a place reminiscent of the Garden of Eden. After arriving in Cuernavaca, which had a substancial well to do American community, he hired as his guide Plutarco Gastélum, a man who worked in the telegraph office. He bought two sleeping bags, and they set out in a car to explore the country. In November of 1945 they came upon the town of Xilitla, a mountain village at 2,000 feet in elevation surrounded by lush jungle, southwest of the Gulf coast city of Tampico in the Sierra Madre Oriental. A view of Xilitla from the road to Las Pozas Gastélum later met a local woman, married, had four children, and built a a surrealist Gothic home in Xilitla. The house is now a hotel, La Posada El Castillo. One would think the name refers to a castle, but it actually derives its name from being built on the site of the home of Colonel José Castillo, an officer in during the Mexican Revolution. La Posada El Castillo Edward James would come to Mexico for two months every summer and stay with Gastélum's family, whom he adopted. The house had the town's only swimming pool, lush gardens, and fantastic architectural details that were expanded at the same time as Las Pozas. James sent Gastélum and his wife Marina on a tour of Europe that inspired the Gothic elements in the house. The entrance path to La Posada El Castillo A couple of miles down in the valley from Xilitla lies a verdant paradise where streams cascade over cliffs in to pools. Pozas means pools in Spanish, hence the name of the garden. James frequently went to the pools to bathe and was known to pay the locals to allow him to enjoy the place in solitude, but as he developed the gardens, the local people to my knowledge were never excluded. The property was a coffee farm called Rancho La Concita. At first he collected orchids and animals, and amassed as many as 29,000 orchids, most of which were killed in a freak snow storm in 1962 while James was in New York. People in the area had never seen snow before and called it 'white ash'. The death of so many plants triggered the decision to build concrete sculpture in the garden for its permanence, something that couldn't be killed. In the end the garden covered an expansive 80 acres of steeply sloping land. This gate guards the valley leading to the above waterfall As I began to do more research on the gardens in order to write this photographic essay, I found that there has been a fair amount written about Las Pozas. There are also two documentaries, one of which I have linked here. The film covers the very interesting life of Edward James, from his childhood, education, inheritance, and career as a collector of surrealist art, to the manifestation of Las Pozas. The film is nearly an hour long so you may want to watch it first and then begin the photographic journey through the gardens. I also found a wonderful BBC podcast which I recommend you listen two while you scroll down through the photos. http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b01jxs5y A plan of the garden When you first enter the gardens, passing the restaurant, a path winds above the stream to a series of bathing pools. The path becomes restricted by two walls and then opens up to marvelous terraced pools and diversion channels puctuated by towering columns and undulating arches. Pathway to the lower pools Trellis like projections between the walls While I opted not to do a guided tour, I passed and listened in on some of them over the 3 days that I spent in the gardens, and overheard one in Spanish saying that there was once a trampoline you could jump on to plunge in to one of the pools. There are remnants of diving platforms jutting from the cliff as well. The pools must have silted up as they seem too shallow for diving now. Columns capped with lush epiphytic vegetation It is no longer possible to reach the upper parts of the garden from this area, so we backtracked to the entrance and entered what is an amazing endeavor of decades of work and millions of dollars in investment, a world unto itself. Entrance to the Cinematografo Nothing was ever really completed at las Pozas. Like many Mexican constructions, rebar protrudes from the tops of columns and platforms for the purpose of adding new layers. There is a structure called "The House on three floors which will in fact have five or four or six." One of the largest structures here is called the Cinematografo. Because of some deterioration and the dizzying heights achieved climbing ever higher without hand rails it is unfortunately no longer open to the public. It was meant to be used for projections of film, light and color. Las Pozas had electricity run to the garden in 1979 and was lavishly illuminated. Cinematografo Path leading to the Cinematografo Escalera al Cielo, the Stairway to the Sky on top of the Cinemagrafo Passing the Cinemagrafo, a verdant cobbled path leads to a circular gate called Reja Circular Anillo de la Riena, or the Queen's Ring Gate. The bold color and form of the tropical foliage plants along the paths are wonderful. A cobbled path leading to the Queen's Ring Gate A traditional cobbled path lined with Maranta and Aluminum Plant, Pilea cadierei Looking back after passing through the Queen's Ring Gate, a line of stone mosaic serpents rise along the path called 'The way of the seven deadly sins' There is no real sequential progression to moving through the garden. It is possible to turn in to a narrow passage or doorway at many points and enter a labyrinth of optional paths. Twisting stairways lead to unknown destinations, sometimes bringing you back from where you just came. Such is the nature of the intended surrealism here, to disorient and confuse and delight the mind. Avenida de Serpientes, bird of paradise, pillars, and mushrooms Sculpted concrete leaves at the base of a stylized mushroom A series of delicate arches emulates a flock of birds Steps leading to new vantage points Edward James would do sketches of his ideas, working directly with carpenters who would build wooden forms in a woodshop beneath open cabanas and platforms. Because of a lack of engineering skill, extra rebar reinforcements were used to increase the integrity of the structures. Concrete was poured in to the molds by masons and compacted and then the forms removed after the concrete had cured. The surfaces would be finished and sometimes painted vivid colors. The majority of the installations remain solid after half a century in the jungle. La Tienda, The Store The Cornucopia, Vegetal forms taken to a surreal level Looking down on stylized mushrooms with Bird of Paradise buttresses Flying arches connected to tendril like 'S' curves Twists and turns and narrow gaps open to small patios punctuated by pillars and platforms. The slopes and multilevel structures are linked by a wide variety of steps, often suspended in space. Steps leading down to the Plaza San Isidro Giant leaved plants play dramatically off the sculpted forms they surround. The forms of many of the sculptures play on the botanical patterns of the jungle. At the base of a cabana are a pair of sculpted hands by which the garden was created. I've also made mosaics of my hands to honor the hard work they have endured to build what my mind imagines, so I was particularly taken by these sculptures. Sculpture of Plutarco Gastelum's hands Bird like buttresses support the wall of a small cabana with slender doors forming a fleur de lis Green stones from the streams were used to create this simple flower mosaic Formed concrete and traditional stone work are artfully combined to create a fountain and round window Looking back through the jungle at the Escalera al Cielo A cat lounges on a wall above the Parrot House The Parrot House The Parrot House The Store Protruding steps connect four intersecting paths The Plaza San Isidro was the daily gathering place where Edward James would meet with the workers to discuss each day's projects Steps as sculpture in the Plaza San Isidro Structures blend beautifully with the jungle. One of the inspirations at Las Pozas were the ruins at Angkor Wat in Cambodia, where magnificent architecture is wrapped in the roots of trees and vines. The purple undersides of Heliconia leaves makes for marvelous patterns Trees are laden with epiphytic plants Looking down in to one of the clear bathing pools The intricate network of paths and stairs make it possible to explore the steep slopes of the jungle with relative ease. Maneuvering the difficult terrain carrying tons of building material was a major task for the many workers who built the garden. Puente de Fleur de Lis Edward James was a lover of animals. Being a wealthy eccentric put him in an awkward position socially. He found the company of animals to be easier to navigate and collected a large variety of creatures which he housed in a sculptural zoo. Here he could come and feed and talk to his white tailed deer, the ocelots, snakes, and many parrots and macaws. There were pools for crocodiles and flamingos, and plans for an aviary that never came to fruition. The Flamingo House Fluted Columns by the Deer Pens Fleur de Lis Buttresses There are a number of cabanas where people could stay, and a significant building in the center of the garden that looks more prominent than the others. Two staircases lead to the Saint Peter and Saint Paul gate of the House on three floors which will in fact have five or four or six I overheard a guide (the son of Plutarco Gastélum) saying that James had hoped to be buried there and that for this reason the pillars under the first level are painted white, although the levels step up in half stories. There was a bedroom, living room, and terraces for him to stay in and oversee his creations. The House on three floors which will in fact have five or four or six James wanted to bring his friends Alfred Guinness of Brewery fame and fashion icon Coco Chanel to visit his creation and had various dwellings built although their surrealist nature made them rather strange to inhabit. Gothic Screen The ravine above the House on three floors has a number of folly like structures including the delicately soaring Palacio de Bamboo, The House with a roof like a whale, and the Bathtub shaped like an eye. Above these is a bridge that arches out to nowhere, and a lovely double bamboo screen. The Bamboo Palace The Bamboo Palace Stairs in the Bamboo Palace The House with a roof like a whale and the Bathtub shaped like an eye Inside the House with a roof like a whale The Double Bamboo Screen Stegosaurus Column The Bridge The Bridge Bamboo gracefully arches over the ravine Add caption A path leads back down to the stream, where a series of terraced pools are connected by small cascades. Add caption A glimpse of the highest waterfall through trees draped in bromeliads Add caption Fleur de Lis built in to a wall A concrete garland connects two vase like columns about the stream Looking down to the lower pools I went to when I first entered the garden Sitting on a beautiful teardrop shaped bath with the Temple of the Ducks behind Oval spoked wheel set in a wall The outlet for a dam A butterfly rests on a wall by the stream Cascades dropping in to the pool by the Temple of the Ducks Columns and a vase at the base of waterfalls There are trails higher up on the hill above the double bamboo screen that I wanted to explore, as I was sure you could climb up to the top of the highest waterfalls. On the third day I was there it was warm enough to swim so I climbed the stairs to a place where they had collapsed, but I was able to work my way up. Stone stairs and the double bamboo screen Even up here there are walls and arches and sculptures in the dense jungle. A narrow arch over a path in the jungle I came to another wall with a round gate and then the path became a tiny track leading down the bank to the stream again. I came upon an overgrown stone table, and stairs leading up the opposite bank. Few people come up here and it feels wild and undiscovered. A round gate draped in Bird Nest Ferns A set of overgrown steps climbs the steep bank on the other side of the stream, possibly leading to somewhere or nowhere Looking down the tall waterfall to the pools below I had found paradise. It was wonderful to bathe in the clear pools after two days with cool weather. Add caption There were pebbles up here, so I couldn't help but make a small mosaic in the water, as I didn't want to leave. So I spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the upper parts of the stream. A small mosaic I built in the stream More beautiful bathing pools The Garden of Eden Marvelous foliage along the banks of the stream Another waterfall you can crawl behind I didn't want to get lost in the dark so I made my way back down. Transport back to town is hard to come by and I ended up having to walk back to town. I always feel some kind of hesitance when I am leaving a very special place that I may never return to. Xilitla is an eight hour bus ride from Mexico City on winding roads over many mountains. If you cant make it then I hope this photographic essay is the next best thing. Bamboo screens along the road Edward James died in San Remo, Italy in December of 1984. As were his wishes, the garden was left to the family of Plutarco Gastélum. They continued to maintain it and made it available for the public to visit. The Pedro and Elena Hernández Foundation acquired the gardens in partnership with the State government of San Luis Potosi for the purpose of preserving them. This prohibits building new structures in the garden or adjacent properties. It has been designated a State Cultural Heritage Site and is currently being reviewed by UNESCO for listing as a World Heritage Site. A statue of Edward James with one of his beloved parrots Since much of the work at Las Pozas is unprecedented, symposiums have been held in creative concete work and some interesting constructions have occured along the road where simple lodging and cafes are located. A symposium held last year A new stone wall with an eye shaped windo Such a pleasure to be able to make the journey to Las Pozas and experience its wonders with plenty of time to savor marvelous ambience. I feel blessed. Thanks for reading, Jeffrey I have seen such beauty as one man has seldom seen; therefore will I be grateful to die in this little room, surrounded by the forests, the great green gloom of trees my only gloom – and the sound, the sound of green. Here amid the warmth of the rain, what might have been is resolved into the tenderness of a tall doom who says: 'You did your best, rest' – and after you the bloom of what you loved and planted still will whisper what you mean. And the ghosts of the birds I loved, will attend me each a friend; like them shall I have flown beyond the realm of words. You, through the trees, shall hear them, long after the end calling me beyond the river. For the cries of birds continue, as – defended by the cortege of their wings – my soul among strange silences yet sings. —Edward James, Poet 1907 – 1984