Metta

This just wanted to be …

I needed to take small stitches …
And when I wondered what to do with the spaces between the words, I found inspiration at Penny Berens’ blog 

Drew carefree lines …

and let myself go …
even reaching back in time to Jude’s Considering Weave, a firm foundation …
Then found this on the New York Times 
and took in the sheer beauty of it. 
May we all be happy …

Enchanted

We love New Mexico. So it’s not surprising that Don was inspired to make a memory montage of our last journey …

 

A bit of rusted license plate served as a (partial) title ..

 

while the Zia sun symbol found a home in the first nook of this one-time screen door frame …

 

A bit of scrap wood and some wood burning recall the petroglyphs we saw in Santa Fe …

 

While this bit of broken pottery from a recent kitchen misadventure morphed into an imagined sherd …

 

Don’s been playing with acrylic painting, this being his rendition of the New Mexican tradition of ordering both red and green chile sauces by requesting “Christmas” …

 

We were both gobsmacked by the work of Robert Rivera displayed at the Torres Gallery, which inspired this gourd and turkey feather homage  …

 

And while we didn’t spend any time under a full moon, Don’s imagining feels true …

 

I did get to contribute a bit more than broken pottery as Don contrived a cunning 2″ x 3″ loom upon which I wove …

 

And in the final nook, a tiny canvas purchased at Taos Pueblo …

 

A bit of iron hinge on one end …

 

and a rusted bit of we-know-not-what on the other …

 

completed and hung over a door in the dining room …

 

Perfect!

Captivated

I love that Don got caught in the reflection of this painting …

entitled Taos by Dan Namingha.
Our day had begun at Taos Pueblo

but the air was hazy and we were asked not to take photos of the residents without permission, so I only took one other picture …

But we did come away with some hand-crafted memory pieces, chief among them being this cottonwood drum …

After lunch, and before our ill-fated journey to the Rio Grande Gorge, we went to the Millicent Rogers Museum
which had a phenomenal collection, well-presented, as with this historical weaving …

as well as this weaving in progress …

Don was on the lookout for some particular artists, so we were gratified that the MRM permitted photography (I always ask).
We found two by Tony Abeyta …

this one glass-fronted which reflected glare unfortunately …

We also found one by Fritz Scholder (about whom there will be more in a future post) …

Unfortunately, I neglected to snap a picture of the pottery process display that detailed Maria Martinez’s methodology, but I was quite taken with this bronze depiction of her …

Likewise, I have but one image of the many, many pieces of pottery …

We left well-sated, then headed out to meet our destiny on the rim …

Addendum:
I went to the Wimberley thrift store this morning and found three issues of American Indian Art Magazine (which Don mentioned liking when we were in Taos). It was only when I got home that I realized Maria Martinez was featured in two of the three …