Along the Turquoise Trail, just outside
of Santa Fe, New Mexico, lies the charming old mining town of 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.
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.
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.
you for following my blog. I hope you will feel some of what I felt
as I traveled through the "Land of Enchantment".