The majesty of this mountain and its colorful grays stopped me in my
tracks. This was another beautiful site along the Turquoise Trail, just
outside of Santa Fe.
Along the Turquoise Trail, just outside
of Santa Fe, New Mexico, lies the charming old mining town of Cerrillos.
“Cerrillos”
9”x 12”, Oil on Linen, Mounted on Birch
I love taking backroads, as they always reveal hidden treasures. This abandoned adobe building is one such treasure. I came upon it as I was poking around Cerrillos. I can't help but wonder what tales it could tell.
A
year ago in May, I set out on a solo trip for the mountains of New
Mexico. I don't think my husband fully understood the need for a solo
trip but he felt it was important enough that he gave a reluctant
nod. I was on the highway hours before dawn with the anticipation of
a small child at Christmas. I pushed out the thought of, "what
the heck am I doing/thinking" by recalling the following quote
by Georgia O’Keeffe, "I've
been absolutely terrified every moment of my life - and I've never
let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to do."
The only difference was that it was not a want, but rather a need,
and was so deep and personal that there were no words that could help
anyone understand why. Some things in life don't require words; they
just need to be heeded. So, off I went on my solo trek for the first
time since I was seventeen years old, stopping only for gas and a
quick bite along the way. It took twelve hours to reach my first
destination; Santa Fe.
Even
after almost a year, I am still unable to articulate the experience,
save for a few blips and blurbs here and there. What I have been able
to do is create a series of paintings of what inspired me most in the
High Desert, ranging from Albuquerque to Taos. I will do my best to
express what moved me about each one as I post them.
Thank
you for following my blog. I hope you will feel some of what I felt
as I traveled through the "Land of Enchantment".