#18 – CLOUDCROFT/THE LODGE
Late on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, my Greyhound Bus arrived in Alamogordo, New Mexico. Alamagordo’s elevation was 8600 feet. A car from the hotel was waiting to take me to 9,000 ft! Our trip to the Lodge was an uphill climb all the way…. heavy forests on either side of the road with only a […]
ON THE ROAD….1968
The New Year celebrations were very quiet on Alegre Street that year. It was a time of adjustment, settling into routines. The babies were growing fast and developing their own personalities. I loved watching them; every day there was something new. They were funny little people and I enjoyed being their mother. Although I was […]
HISTORY LESSONS
Stories – I love stories!!! Being a newcomer, everyone wanted to tell me their own family history in New Mexico. I listened and asked questions. Most often I was given the gift of generations; stories passed down through families – oral histories that never found their way into print. It became a habit to listen […]
BLOOM WHERE YOU ARE PLANTED!
Santa Fe 1967 – A very smart self-help guru once said “If you don’t know what to do, do nothing”. The trip through the mountains on the back of that Harley was what I needed to settle down and stop moping around. It is not healthy to stay sad forever! I needed to take stock […]
BLOOM WHERE YOU ARE PLANTED!
Santa Fe 1967 – A very smart self-help guru once said “If you don’t know what to do, do nothing”. The trip through the mountains on the back of that Harley was what I needed to settle down and stop moping around. It is not healthy to stay sad forever! I needed to take stock […]
INTO THE LIGHT….
Santa Fe 1967 – Altitude sickness overcame me our first month in Santa Fe – sleepy, very tired. The days were spent changing diapers, feeding babies, unpacking boxes and trying to adjust to all the changes. The girls were beginning to crawl and had to be watched every minute. They had these little stroller seats […]
SANTA FE – 1967
Santa Fe was another country to me. Would like to say that I readily adapted, but it took a long time for me to adjust, it didn’t happen right away. In Chicago all the art was in museums – in this new town of mine art was being made all around me – the town […]
ANDREW WYETH – SPIRIT OF PLACE
I dream a lot. I do more painting when I’m not painting. It’s in the subconscious. One’s art goes as far and as deep as one’s love goes. It’s all in how you arrange the thing… the careful balance of the design is the motion. -Andrew Wyeth- Chicago 1967 – The Chicago Art Institute mounted […]
WAY BACK THEN IN CHICAGO……
Chicago – Life was very different for women fifty years ago. My mother never learned how to drive, she had no money of her own and when my father died, she had no idea how to write a check. My life at twenty was not much different – I only knew what I observed and […]
LONESOME DAVE’S FUNDRAISER
Santa Fe 1967 – Dave Cargo was inaugurated as New Mexico’s twenty-second Governor in January 1967. One afternoon early in September our friend, Ernie, walked across the street to our house and said we were invited to the Governor’s Mansion for a big party! Wow! Exciting! A chance to take the ever present diapers off […]
