Wednesday, October 22, 2014

- A little farther west: Music bridges Texas and the Netherlands

If you look in my Kindred Spirits link to the right, you will see Tales from the Birdhut ... Saskia being one of the connections I've made through Jude Hill's Considering Weave (see my October 7 post on Reworking a cotton blouse boro-style).

So when I wrote about another boro-style top called "it's only RAIN" and included a link to the Jimmy Davis song of the same name, Saskia commented that she liked his music. I told Don, who said, "I think I saw the Mystiqueros are going to be playing with Bart de Win in the Netherlands sometime soon." 

Sure enough, when I checked on Facebook, Jimmy Davis had an October 21 house concert scheduled at Bart's (side note: we've seen Bart play with the MQs in Texas 3 or 4 times). I made a comment on Saskia's blog that it would be so cool if she could go to the concert ... and she did! You can read all about it in today's post at Tales from the Birdhut.


By the way, about the same time Saskia and her husband were listening to the MQs in person, Don and I were listening to one of their CDs during our 966 mile drive from Santa Fe to St Louis ... a little farther west (which just happens to be one of my many Mystiqueros favorites).

I'm beaming as I write this ... feeling like the sun is shining from the inside out ... amazed at how the world can be so large and so small at the same time.

Monday, October 20, 2014

Leaving New Mexico

Color ...


Tucumcari ...


Going, going, gone ...

One last look




Liz










Sunday, October 19, 2014

- Dark clouds on the horizon: A Santa Fe sunset

Fire on the Mountain: Sunset in Santa Fe at the Raven's Ridge

Sunset ...












Don


Sunrise ...





A sense of place

There is adobe everywhere ... as ubiquitous as limestone in Austin.


Also like Austin, the hills are green, which I didn't expect ...


And who knew there would be fall foliage?


But then again, that was in the foothills. The mountains are beyond words to tell ...


So it's no wonder Georgia O'Keeffe spent a lifetime trying to speak of them in pictures ...


After seeing her mountains at Ghost Ranch on Friday, we went to the Georgia O'Keeffe Museum on Saturday. It's small, but I saw what I wanted to see ... how her early canvases were covered with the finest brush strokes ... how her technique changed over time ... 


And I couldn't help imagining how our own visions might change, a reflection of her sense of place ...

Georgia O'Keeffe as I look on

- Just checking in: Falling in love with Georgia O'Keefe's New Mexico

Don and I are celebrating 40 years together by exploring Santa Fe. And I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that the hills are green (as they are in Austin) and that there would be fall foliage (which we don't have, not like this) ...


But even though we did see what I expected when we went to Ghost Ranch, there is nothing to compare with seeing for yourself ...


All the colors that I love ... and I can totally understand how you could spend a lifetime trying to capture them ...


And still wish you had more time.




P.S. This is for you Grace ... one shelf from Georgia's bookcase at the Georgia O'Keeffe Museum in Santa Fe ...


Saturday, October 18, 2014

Santa Fe museums
















Compared to the real thing ...