Wednesday, February 27, 2008

I Love New Mexico!!

El Nino presiding over the candy.
Fleet's Enemas and Jesus candles
The alter in the middle of the store. People leave and take cards and prayers. Been going on for years I'm told.
This was the Anniversary Alter from the owner to his wife of 54 years.
El Nino and piggy banks
Guad and Juan
Actual plants and what they are used for.
Great display!
Yes, that's black hollyhock just like in Georgia O'Keefe's painting.
Rubbing alcohol and saint candles

I mean where else can you find Fleet's Enemas and Jesus candles on the same shelf? These are images from a drug store here in town that says they have herbs and reliquaries. It was so fascinating I had to take pictures (some of the last from my valient little point and click camera which bit the dust yesterday!)
The old man who owns the store, B Ruppe Drugs, was just darling and the only help he had was a very talkative woman who kept insisting on sharing what ever was in the boxes she was opening! Herbs, not enemas. My Favorite is El Nino in front of the candy.
Do other places have drug stores with alters to whatever in the middle? Do they carry candy, cotton balls and saint statues? I think this is unique to here. We love our saints and aren't afraid to show them, in cars, bathtubs planted in the ground and even drug stores!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Look what I found

This is winter Jasmine blooming not far from my house. Beautiful and so hopeful. And so with apologies to all my friends and family in the frozen North... it's finally WARM here!! Not consistently or really warm, but enough that I can think about dumping socks. I am thrilled. Now if it will only get clear enough tonight for me to see the lunar eclipse, I will be a happy camper. I live in New Mexico for a reason. I like the warmth and the heat and the many, many days a year of sunshine. I am affected by the weather, really, really affected. Maybe I don't want to look very far for light, eh? Maybe I need that consistant shining to really see what I need to. I don't know, but I know I hate wearing socks and coats and generally feel better all around when the sun is shining. If I lived somewhere else, I know I would be carrying around one of those sunlight machines like a water bottle. I wonder if enlightenment is as easy as staying in the sunlight? Do I begin to take advantage of living in the land of enchantment, knowing that the light will still be there if I don't choose to look at something that needs attending to? "Oh, there will be more light tomorrow, I'll deal with it then." A little Scarlett O'Hara creeping in! I don't know. I do know, I am delighted it is getting warmer, days are getting longer, I can start shedding layers that keep me apart from the elements and looking forward to seeing more light. Here's to warmth and light in your life, with or without winter Jasmine.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Art and Glass Graveyard Glass

Art piece for the Factory on Fifth February Show - Shot thru the Heart - Mixed media, acrylics, spray paint and bullet casings.

There really is a theme going here, just bear with me! It's all about using what you find. Some of the bullet casings are some from a friend in Magdalena, but most of them are ones I picked up in the Rail Yard last week. I thought it was a bit strange to find them in the middle of the floor but picked up about 45 of them anyway and since I had already planned to make the bullet heart, I used them. When Raine's ex-Marine husband saw the piece, he got a little flipped out since they turned out to be from an automatic weapon!!! They make a lot of movies in the Rail Yard so we are choosing to believe that is where these came from, right? Not some random target practice or gang violence, right? Made the piece more interesting but not so much for the peace of mind!

Now, on to the glass grave yard. Do you know the old cowboy song, "Sioux City Sue" that describes a girl he would swap his horse and dog for? Well, it makes a great theme song for visiting the Glass Graveyard in the south valley.
Glass grave yard glass, glass grave yard glass,
my hair is red, my eyes are blues,
I'd swap my horse and dog for you, glass grave yard glass. Mostly I have traded great amounts of space in my house for the glass...kinda equates to a horse and dog.
We have heard all kinds of things about how it came to be but what we do know for sure is that there is this amazing plot of land that once was a city dump (around the 1900s) that was burned for years and as a result, nothing is left but acres of glass. It is part of the open space that the city maintains and has a bike path and some fishing but mostly, it is just land with glass. I know that doesn't really decribe it, but really it is land with glass, so much glass, there isn't a place for you to sit down. When I first started going a few years ago, it was covered with Cottonwood trees and lots of weeds. We still found amazing things, a button top shoe, bits and pieces of china and pottery, lovely rusty things and glass, lots and lots of glass. The first time you go, you pick up everything you can possibly stuff in your bag or pockets, then you become more selective.

I say to myself (and the others) I am only going to get purple glass today (glass produced before 1921 so it turns purple in the sun) Or only rusty things. And then all those good intentions go right out the window when you see the first peice of glass. We do come out with less some of the time, but I become more glutenous as time goes on because what if it gets plowed under?
When we go on bright sunny days, the purple glass is easier to find. The sun has to be shining just the right way to see it amongst the massive amounts of clear glass. When we go on gloomy cloudy days, we see more non glass items, rusty things and bits of pottery.
We have now gone 2 weeks in a row and plan on another trip this week because they are cross cutting. You can now see the glass as you walk up, mounds and piles of it, no more searching, it's just right there. The city, not knowing what a gem they have, has been sending in heavy equipment to "clear" the underbrush. It's all about fire danger and homeless enclaves by the river. What is happening with the cross cutting is both tragic and wonderful. They have uncovered great stashes of full bottles and cut so that you can see the layers of glass and dirt. We also come across full items, like plates or cups that have just been crushed in the tracks. Tragic. I want to smack those guys opertaing the equipment, but I know (hope) they are not doing it on purpose. Just doing their jobs.
Last week my find of the day was a perfect Crown Royal miniture bottle, this week we found full blue bottles and I found a glass ship! Joseph picked up a porcelin bunny head with ears still intact. Our friend Ken found 3 doll heads.
It's dirty and wonderful and now the Canadian geese are migrating so we have that symphony the whole time we are wandering there. It is also a common place for the fabuolous crows to gather and gossip. I really think they are making fun of us, out there gathering up "trash" to take home. Last week someone started a bottle tree but it was gone this week. It is so magical to visit and hard to leave and I don't think I have even begun to do justice to the place.

It gave me this week's lesson in seeking the light. I kept thinking since it was cloudy, I wouldn't be able to see the really cool finds I was hoping for. But I learned not only to look for the light, but to treasure even the smallest amount of light, knowing that I had to look harder to "see" what I was after, but it was sooo worth it to use whatever light there was and not keeping wishing for more. I guess that's where that be here now comes in, eh?