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 […]
THE WAYSHOWER
After what I felt was my disastrous debut into the Santa Fe social circle, I went home and decided that everything would be just fine if I worked hard enough. There were baby bottles to wash and many, many diapers to change. It was my job to try to create some normalcy out of what […]
A FOURTH FOR BRIDGE
Before we moved from Homewood, I was being taught to play bridge from my landlady who was training to earn her Master Points. She was one tough teacher! I never gained any confidence that I could be any good at the game. In fact, I came away from her house certain that I was not […]
DANCING IN THE STREET
The summer of 1967 was also a time of some monumental change in northern New Mexico. Four weeks into the season on 27 July Santa Fe Opera house caught fire – plans to rebuild started immediately and today’s outdoor theater is built on those foundations from 1967. In a battle to reclaim the land granted […]
ALEGRE STREET 1967
How did I get here? It felt as though I had been transported to an alien planet! It all started with a phone call from the mother of one of my husband’s students which gave us no choice but to move far, far away from our little house in Homewood. He taught at a small […]
MY OLD ARTIST
Staying with my theme of “meetings”…. Shortly before my eighth birthday I sat on the cement stoop of my step-grandmother’s house on Fletcher Street in Chicago. She was very pious and loved the saints. To please her I was drawing a picture of the Blessed Virgin with colored pencils. When I looked up from […]
