[Written Friday, March 23rd]
Well I hit the art scene in Las Cruces this morning, that took about 2 hours, and only because I was fortunate enought to stumble into the gallery of Flo Dougherty, who I'm sure was gald to see another human being looking at her art. It had probably been weeks sense her last vistor. she was very nice and her work was very good, and in a variety of stlyes. It as nice to talk art with someone.
After that I drove around Las Cruces looking for a possible spot to photograph the mountain range that looks down upon the city, hoping to get a great shot during this evening's sunset. Not really much luck and it depressed the hell out of me. This city seems like nothing more than a bunch of aprtment buildings. Many of which, surprisingly, have rooms to rent. My guess is it's very affordable.
A little after noon I headed back to my room to paint. I had an idea for a "painting". I am not in the least bit being modest when I say that my paintings look like something a
Oh, I did see a great painting in the Las Cruces Art Museum, which is a cute little space. The painter is named Sallie Ritter. Unfortunetly many of these older painters do not have much of a web presence and I can find almost nothing on her on the world wide web of the internet on this earth.
I'm off to Silver City tomorrow. Come to find out they don't have their very own Starbucks. I have been assured by the mothership in Seattle that everything will be OK, and that a few days with a substitute "coffee" can do no serious harm, as long as I return to a bona fide Starbucks before the end of the month, I should be fine. "Should be?!", No, No, No, I'm going to need more than that. Oh well, life is an adventure.
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